Hate my life



               G

So sick of the hobos 

                    D

Always beggin' for change 

               C  

I don't like how I gotta work 

                                G

And they just sit around and get paid 



                  G   

I hate all of the people

                     D 

Who can't drive their cars

                     C

Bitch you better get out of the way 

                        G

Before I, start falling apart 



              G   

I hate how my wife

                D 

Is always up my ass

                       C 

She always wants to buy brand new things

                        G 

But I, don't have the cash 



(Refrain)

                D 

Well I hate my job, all my rich friends

               C                 G

I hate everyone to the bitter end

                     D                      C

Nothing turns out right, there's no end in sight 

            G

I hate my life 





How come I never get laid? 

Nice guys always lose 

How could she have another headache? 

There's always some kind of excuse 



I still hate my job 

My boss is a dick 

I don't get paid nearly enough 

To put up with all of his shit 



-(Refrain)- 



-Musical Interlude- 



I hate that I can't tell 

When a girl's underage 

And how when I tell her she's a nice piece of ass 

Then her daddy punches me in the face 



So if you're pissed like me 

Bitches here's what you've gotta do 

Put your middle fingers up in the air 

Go on and say 'Fuck you' 



-(Refrain)- 

               D 

So much at stake

                  C

Can't catch a break

            G

I hate my life 



                    D

No there's nothing new

                     C 

And it sucks to be you

                    G 

I f...ing hate my life