[Intro] D  A  Bm  G 
       Em  G  A

D  A                               Bm
  I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
G                              Em
I wish everyone would leave me alone
G                               A
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
 
[Refrão]

D
Ring, ring-ring
A                               Bm
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
G                             Em
Everyone should just leave me alone
G                               A
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
 
But I don't feel like bein' alone
D                     A            Bm
I can't deal with the chills on my own
                   G
Freezin' all night long
Em                  G    A
I can't tell what's real or where I belong
  
[Primeira Parte]

D   A
Uh, day-to-day same thoughts
Bm
This is all the devil's fault
G
I ain't mean to name drop
Em                    G               A
Off three, I pop, all three, I'm off, all three
 
Should make it four like the rings on my Audi
D             A                       Bm
Xans with the Everclear got me seein' foggy
           G                             Em
Ironic how somethin' clear got me seein' foggy
          G                                 A
Something ain't right 'bout the pills but I bought them
 
Something ain't right with my mind so I lost it
D             A                          Bm
Drugs turn my knob, then I run, that's a faucet
             G
But it ain't water, it's wine
Em                                         G
I'm tired, I'm tired of gettin' high, it's exhausting
                   A
I was told it gets better with time
  
[Refrão]

D
Ring, ring-ring
A                               Bm
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
G                             Em
Everyone should just leave me alone
G                               A
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
 
But I don't feel like bein' alone
D                     A            Bm
I can't deal with the chills on my own
                   G
Freezin' all night long
Em                  G    A
I can't tell what's real or where I belong
  
[Segunda Parte]

D  A                               Bm
  I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
G                          Em
Unless a Postmates' comin' on the way
       G               A
But my cellphone isn't well-known
 
Go the hell on
 D                  A
"Pretty please, get me these
       Bm                         G
Buy me this, buy me that," bitch, hit your knees
  Em                    G
I wasn't prepared for a guest
                 A
I'm aware of the stress, I don't care to impress
                        D       A
Can't you see that I am high on drugs?
               Bm
And low on the sleep
                G                      Em
I just wanna go somewhere and count my sheep
               G
I'm tired, I'm tired
                A
Gettin' high is exhausting
 
But I was told it gets better with time
 
[Refrão]

D
Ring, ring-ring
A                               Bm
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
G                             Em
Everyone should just leave me alone
G                               A
I don't feel like comin' to the phone today
 
But I don't feel like bein' alone
D                     A            Bm
I can't deal with the chills on my own
                   G
Freezin' all night long
Em                  G    A
I can't tell what's real or where I belong