Chord Guitar Tate McRae - Chaotic
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Kunci Gitar Tate McRae - Chaotic
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[Intro] G Bm A [Verse 1] G I have this paralyzing fear that I'll Bm maybe go nowhere A But God forbid me ever admitting I could A be scared G And I can't stand my friends right now, Bm we got nothing in common A But being lonely's worse than just A having friends that don't care [Pre-Chorus] G Bm You said it looks like I've been going through hell A A How did you know? How could you tell? G Bm A N.C. Ask me to explain myself, well [Chorus] G I'm trying my best here to be brutally Bm honest A Nobody said changing would be this A exhausting G A foot on the break 'cause it's been Bm making me carsick A How could you blame me? Growing up is N.C. chaotic [Verse 2] G Don't wanna say it but I really think Bm that I miss him A It might seem stupid but I still look A through all of our texts G Who knew that wanting someonе could ever Bm make mе this desperate A A Don't think I'll do that again, no [Pre-Chorus] G Bm You said it looks like I've been going through hell A A How did you know? How could you tell? G Bm A You ask me to explain myself, well N.C. [Chorus] G I'm trying my best here to be brutally Bm honest A Nobody said changing would be this A exhausting G A foot on the break 'cause it's been Bm making me carsick A How could you blame me? Growing up is N.C. chaotic [Bridge] Em G And maybe I'm just blowing all this shit up in my head Bm D But I can't help it, no, I can't help it Em G Fooling myself thinking that I'll never love again Bm D God damn I felt it, I really felt it Em G And maybe I'm just blowing all this shit up in my head Bm D But I can't help it, no, I can't help it Em G Spending too much time on things I know that I'll forget Bm A But damn I felt it [Outro] G* I'm trying my best here to be brutally Bm* honest A* Nobody said changing could be this exhausting G* A foot on the break 'cause it's making Bm* me carsick A* N.C. How could you blame me? |