Death By A Thousand Cuts

Tone gốc: C

Taylor Swift

C My, G/Bmy, my, my

Am My, my,C my, my

F My, Ammy, my, my

Dm My, my,Gsus4 my,G my

CSaying goodbye is G/Bdeath by a thousand Amcuts

Flashbacks Cwaking me up

F I get drunk, but it’s Amnot enough

‘Cause the Dmmorning comes and you’re Gsus4not my Gbaby

C I look through the G/Bwindows of this Amlove

Even though we Cboarded them up

F Chandelier still Amflickering here

‘Cause I Dmcan’t pretend Gsus4it’s Gokay when it’s Cnot

G/B It’s death by a Emthousand Fcuts G

C I dress to kill my G/Btime, I take the long way Emhome F

Gbe alright, they say, “I don’t know”

C And what once was G/Bours, is no one’s Emnow F

I see you everywhere, the only Gthing we share is this small town

C You said it was a great G/Blove, one for the Emages F

But if the story’s over, why am I Gstill writing pages?

‘Cause Csaying goodbye is G/Bdeath by a thousand Amcuts

Flashbacks Cwaking me up

F I get drunk, but it’s Amnot enough

‘Cause the Dmmorning comes and you’re Gsus4not my Gbaby

C I look through the G/Bwindows of this Amlove

Even though we Cboarded them up

F Chandelier still Amflickering here

‘Cause I Dmcan’t pretend Gsus4it’s Gokay when it’s Cnot

G/B It’s death by a Emthousand Fcuts G

C My heart, my hips, my body, my G/Blove

Tryna find a part of me that Emyou didn’t Ftouch

Gave up on me like I was a bad Gdrug

Now I’m searching for signs in a haunted Cclub

Our songs, our films, united we G/Bstand

Our country, guess it was a Emlawless Fland

Quiet my fears at the touch of your Ghands

Paper cut stains from our paper-thin Cplans

My time, my wine, my spirit, my G/Btrust

Tryna find a part of me you Emdidn’t take Fup

Gave you too much but it wasn’t Genough

But I’ll be alright, it’s just a thousandC cuts G/B Am G

F I get drunk, but it’s Amnot enough

Dm ‘Cause you’re Gsus4not my Gbaby

C I look through the G/Bwindows of this Amlove

Even though we Cboarded them up

F Chandelier still Amflickering here

‘Cause I Dmcan’t pretend Gsus4it’s Gokay when it’s Cnot, no it’s not

G/B It’s death by a Emthousand Fcuts G (you didn’t touch)

Tryna find a part of me that you didn’t Ctouch

My body, my G/Blove, my trust (it’s death by a Emthousand Fcuts)

But it wasn’t Genough, it wasn’t enough, no, no

C G/B Am I take the Clong way home

F I ask the Amtraffic lights if it’ll Dmbe alright

They say, Gsus4“I Gdon’t know”

Comments

Để lại một bình luận

Đồng ý làm vợ anh

Người tình là số 1

Trăm năm gấm hoa

Ngát trời miền Tây