Tone gốc: Am
Halsey
I pray the Am Lord, my soul C to take
I gotta C recognize the weapon in my F mind
They talk Em shit, but I love it every Am time
And I C realize
I’ve Am tasted blood and it is sweet
I’ve had the C rug pulled beneath my F feet
I’ve trusted Em lies and trusted Am men
Broke down and put C myself back together F again
Stared in the mirror and Em punched it to shatters
No, I Am ain’t got nothin’ to s C mile about
I got F no one to smile for, I Em waited a while for
I gotta C recognize the weapon in my F mind
They talk Em shit, but I love it every Am time
And I C realize
I’m F no sweet dream but I’m a Em hell of a night Am C
That I’m F no sweet dream, but I’m a Em hell of a night Am C
And I’ma let you spe C ak if you just let me brea F the
I’ve been Em polite, but won’t be caught Am dead
Lettin’ a man tell me C what I should do in my F bed
Keep my exes in Em check in my basement
‘Cause Am kindness is weakness, or C worse, you’re complacent
No, I Am ain’t got nothin’ to C smile about
I got F no one to smile for, I Em waited a while for
I gotta C recognize the weapon in my F mind
They talk Em shit, but I love it every Am time
And I C realize
I gotta C recognize the weapon in my F mind
They talk Em shit, but I love it every Am time
And I C realize
But F I’d rather Em be a Am real nightmare, than C die unaware, yeah
But F I’m glad to Em be a Am real nightmare, so save me your prayers
I gotta C recognize the weapon in my F mind
They talk Em shit, but I love it every Am time
And I C realize
I gotta C recognize the weapon in my F mind
They talk Em shit, but I love it every Am time
And I C realize
I’m F no sweet dream but I’m a Em hell of a night Am C
That I’m F no sweet dream, but I’m a Em hell of a night Am C