Feeling Whitney Cifras

Fingerpicked to this pattern:
 
   C                 Am                F                 C7
e|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|-----------------|
B|---1-------1-----|---1-------1-----|-----------------|---1-------1-----|
G|-------0-------0-|-------2-------2-|---2-------2-----|-------3-------3-|
D|-----2-------2---|-----2-------2---|-------3-------3-|-----2-------2---|
A|-3-------3-------|-0-------0-------|-----3-------3---|-3-------3-------|
E|-----------------|-----------------|-1-------1-------|-----------------|
 
   G                       G7
e|-------3-------3-|     |-------1-------1-------------|
B|---0-------0-----|     |---0-------0-----------------|
G|-----------------| x2, |-----------------------------|
D|-----------------|     |-----------------------------|
A|-----------------|     |-----------------------------|
E|-3---3---3---3---|     |-3---3---3---3---3-----------|
 
[Intro]
C
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
Am
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
F                     C
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
 
[Verse 1]
C
And I've been looking for someone to put up with my bullshit
Am
I can't even leave my bedroom so I keep pouring
F
And I ain't seen the light of day since, well, that's not important
        C
It's been long
 
C
And I was feeling Whitney, me and my homies sip Houston
Am
Cars and clothes, thought I was winning, you knew I was losing
F
You told me to wake up, oh, my clock always stays on snooze and
        C
I'm done
 
C7
 
[Chorus]
F
To each their own and found peace in knowing
C
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
F
Show no emotion, against your coding
C
And just act as hard as you can
G                G7
You don't need a friend
N.C.
Boy, you're the man
 
C
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
Am
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
F                    C
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
 
[Verse 2]
C
And I've been looking for someone that I can buy my drugs from
Am
It seems like every plug ran east to Utah, became Mormons
F
Drought comes around, feels like I have no one to depend on
      C
Sober,  ugh
 
C
I had 80 beers on Tuesday night, I had nothing to do with it
Am
I put on a little Dwight and sang a happy tune and
F
lit a cigarette, stepped out the door, had an appearance
C
Drank more
 
C7
 
[Chorus]
F
To each their own and found peace in knowing
C
Ain't always broken, but here's to hoping
F
Show no emotion, against your coding
C
Just act as hard as you can
G                G7
You don't need a friend
N.C.
Boy, you're the man
 
C
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
Am
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
F                     C
Oo oo oo oo oo oo oo
 
 C
(Strummed)
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