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What A Catch Donnie Acoustic
Fall Out Boy
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		      WHAT A CATCH DONNIE - Fall Out Boy
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Tabbed by: James (jspencer1986)
Email: jspencer1986@hotmail.com
Tuning: Standard
A     Amaj7
I got troubled thoughts
        F#m            E
And the self-esteem to match
       D    Dmaj7       Bm   E
What a catch,   what a catch
Verse 1:
A             Amaj7
You'll never catch us
        F#m        E
So just let me be
             D
Said I'll be fine
         Dmaj7                  F#m
Till the hospital or American Embassy
     D          E                F#m
Miss Flack said I still want you back
           D          E                F#m          A  G#  G  F#
Yeah, Miss Flack said I still want you back
Chorus:
F     Fmaj7
I got troubled thoughts
        Dm             C
And the self-esteem to match
       Bb    A#maj7     G      C
What a catch,    what a catch
              F
And all I can think of
Fmaj7               Dm
Is the way I'm the one
                C
Who charmed the one
            Bb     A#maj7
Who gave up on you
            G      C       A
Who gave up on you
A  G  F#m  F  E  F  F#m  C#m  D  E  F#m  G  F#m  F  
What a catch
What a catch
What a catch
A      Amaj7              F#m
I will never end up like him
          E               D
Behind my back, I already am
       
Keep a calendar
C#m               D      E
This way you will always know
Chorus:
F     Fmaj7
I got troubled thoughts
        Dm             C
And the self-esteem to match
       Bb    Am         C
What a catch,    what a catch
And all I can think of
Fmaj7               Dm
Is the way I'm the one
                C
Who charmed the one
            Bb     Am
Who gave up on you
            Bb      C
Who gave up on you
During the ending, play the chords for the chorus.
Where is your boy tonight?
I hope he is a gentleman
Maybe he won't find out what I know
You were the last good thing
We're going down, down in an earlier round
And sugar, we're goin' down swinging
Dance, dance, we're falling apart to halftime
Dance, dance, and these are the lives you'd love to lead
Dance, this is the way they'd love
If they knew how misery loved me
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
This ain't a scene, it's a goddamn arms race
One night and one more time
Thanks for the memories
Even though they weren't so great
He tastes like you, only sweeter
Growing up, growing up
F     Fmaj7
I got troubled thoughts
        Dm            C
And the self-esteem to match
       Bb     Am         Bb
What a catch,     what a catch