Текст песни с аккордами
Вступление
How to play chords, because I know Ultimate Guitars automatic diagrams will be weird.
CAPO ON FIRST FRET - Chord Diagrams are relative to the capo (So an open note would be 0, and the 8th fret is
marked as 7, because it's seven frets above the capo)
A#6/G - 2x2220
A#M7 - x02120
Dm - x46654
C - 799877
Am - 577555
[Intro]
A#6/G A#M7 Dm C
[Verse 1]
A#6/G A#M7
Dealing with this shit sober's got me fucked up
Dm C
I know it's hard but is all love tough love?
A#6/G A#M7
Anxiety is real, depression's very heavy
Dm C
I wear them both inside my hoodie, wear them out to get me
A#6/G A#M7
You wanna get drunk so you can't remember nothing
Dm C
It was me or whiskey, now you're pissed I wasn't bluffing
A#6/G A#M7
Fuck it, took a couple shots, don't you dare fucking miss me
Dm C
Miss Unfaithful hit the backboard breaking bed springs
[Chorus]
A#M7 Dm
So delete us from your phone and never look back
C Am
Fuck you and your friends and LA, you know I mean that
A#M7 Dm
I, I, I
C Am
Think you're the worst of them, think you're the worst
A#M7 Dm
So delete us from your phone and never look back
C Am
Fuck you and your friends and LA, you know I mean that
A#M7 Dm
I, I, I
C Am
Think you're the worst of them, think you're the worst of them all
[Interlude]
A#6/G A#M7
It's like, everybody tells you gotta love yourself
Dm
It's 20-30 and there's no time for that
C
But I think it's so weird to actually do that
[Verse 2]
A#6/G A#M7
Am I dealing with a break up or a breakdown?
Dm C
Nights never been so loud without your voice's sound
A#6/G A#M7
You want a boss or a fucking white boy with a six pack?
Dm
Oh, what's that? (What?)
A#6/G A#M7
You had both in one but fucked around
Dm C
I'd buy you anything on solid ground, yeah
A#6/G A#M7
I'm a poet and you know it, I'm a business, steady growing
Dm C
Didn't wanna listen but you proved them right
I watched you blow it, fuck it
[Chorus]
A#M7 Dm
So delete us from your phone and never look back
C Am
Fuck you and your friends and LA, you know I mean that
A#M7 Dm
I, I, I
C Am
Think you're the worst of them, think you're the worst
A#M7 Dm
So delete us from your phone and never look back
C Am
Fuck you and your friends and LA, you know I mean that
A#M7 Dm
I, I, I
C Am
Think you're the worst of them, think you're the worst of them
[Outro]
A#M7 Dm C
All, all, all, all,
Am A#M7
'Cause I think you're the worst of them all
Dm
(Ooh)
C
'Cause I think you're the worst of them
Am. A#M7 Dm
Think you're the worst of them all, yeah
C
'Cause I think you're the worst of them
Am A#M7 Dm
Think you're the worst of them all, oh-oh-oh
C Am
'Cause I think you're the worst of them all
Pretty cool
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