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Intro: C C [Verso 1] C G I am not the kind of girl Dm F Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion C G But you are not the kind of boy Dm F* Who should be marrying the wrong girl C G I sneak in and see your friends Dm F And her snotty little family all dressed in pastel C G And she is yelling at a bridesmaid Dm Somewhere back inside a room F Wearing a gown shaped like a pastry [Pré-Refrão] Dm F C G This is surely not what you thought it would be Dm F G I lose myself in a daydream where I stand and say [Refrão] C G Don't say yes, run away now Dm I'll meet you when you're out F Of the church, at the back door C G Don't wait or say a single vow Dm You need to hear me out F N.C. And they said "Speak now" [Verso 2] Am Dutiful daughter, all my plans were laid F Tendrils tucked into a woven braid C G Growing up precocious sometimes means not growing up at all Am He was chaos, he was revelry F Bedroom eyes like a remedy C G Soon enough, the elders had convened down at the city hall [Pré-Refrão] Am F "Stay away from her" C G The saboteurs protested too much Am F C Lord knows the words we never heard G Just screeching tires and true love [Refrão] C And I'm running with my dress unbuttoned F Screaming "But, Daddy, I love him" G I'm having his baby F No, I'm not, but you should see your faces C I'm telling him to floor it through the fences F No, I'm not coming to my senses G F I know he's crazy, but he's the one I want [Pós-Refrão] C F I'll tell you something right now G I'd rather burn my whole life down F Than listen to one more second of all this bitching and moaning C F I'll tell you something about my good name G It's mine alone to disgrace F I don't cater to all these vipers dressed in empath's clothing [Ponte] Am F God save the most judgemental creeps G Who say they want what's best for me Am Sanctimoniously performing soliloquies I'll never see F Thinking it can change the beat G Of my heart when he touches me G And counteract the chemistry C G And undo the destiny F You ain't gotta pray for me Am G Me and my wild boy and all this wild joy C G F If all you want is gray for me Am G* Then it's just white noise, and it's just my choice [Ponte] Am* I hear the preacher say F* C* G "Speak now or forever hold your peace" Dm There's the silence, there's my last chance F G G* I stand up with shaky hands, all eyes on me Dm F Horrified looks from everyone in the room G G* But I'm only looking at you [Verso 3] C G I am not the kind of girl Dm F Who should be rudely barging in on a white veil occasion C G But you are not the kind of boy Dm F Who should be marrying the wrong girl [Refrão] C G So don't say yes, run away now Dm I'll meet you when you're out F Of the church, at the back door C G Don't wait or say a single vow Dm You need to hear me out F They said "Speak now" C G And you say "Let's run away now Dm I'll meet you when I'm out F Of my tux, at the back door C G Baby, I didn't say my vows Dm So glad you were around F When they said "Speak now"" C G Dm F C F G F F* [Verso 4] Am There's a lot of people in town that I F Bestow upon my fakest smiles C Scandal does funny things to pride G But brings lovers closer Am We came back when the heat died down F Went to my parents and they came around C All the wine moms are still holding out G But fuck 'em, it's over [Refrão] C Now I'm dancing in my dress in the sun and F Even my daddy just loves him G I'm his lady F And, oh my god, you should see your faces C Time, doesn't it give some perspective? F And, no, you can't come to the wedding G F I know it's crazy, but he's the one I want [Pós-Refrão] C G I'll tell you something right now Am You ain't gotta pray for me F Me and my wild boy and all of this wild joy C G (He was chaos, he was revelry) Am If all you want is gray for me F Then it's just white noise, and it's my choice Outro: C G Am Screaming "But, Daddy, I love him" F I'm having his baby C No, I'm not G Am But you should see your faces F But, oh my god, you should see your faces C G (He was chaos, he was revelry) Am F (He was chaos, he was revelry) C*