Cifra de Old Fashioned - Maisie Peters
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* Strum once
[Verse 1]
C Am
Lived on your razor's edge for about a year or so
F G
I came out seeing things, I came out barely alive
C Am
And now I roam my room, wince at the thought of you
F G
How you caught me and you're probably doing it again
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, right now, in a dive bar, with a girl so pink
Tell her you never really do this
[Chorus]
And you only drink old fashioneds and it's so attractive
And she's eating it up until the very last call
She thinks you're so magic, it's fucking barbaric
If I could take your glass, I'd throw it hard at the wall
I wish you'd never happened, never happened
I wish you'd never happened
[Verse 2]
C* Am*
I kept your promises until they all grew teeth
F G
Gave me these secret scars I'll probably take to my grave
C Am
Meanwhile you swan around and hunt the college towns
F G
Are you out there? Bet you're out there and you're doing it again
[Pre-Chorus]
Oh, right now, in a jazz club, with a girl who blinks
Tell her you never really do this
[Chorus]
And you only drink old fashioneds and it's so attractive
And she's eating it up until the very last call
She thinks you're so magic, it's fucking barbaric
If I could take your glass, I'd throw it hard at the wall
I wish you'd never happened, never happened
I wish you'd never happened
Never happened, I wish you'd never happened
I wish you'd never happened
[Bridge]
You'll find her new, barely a wisdom tooth
And make her think that you can fly
It's all just one pathetic, devastating lie
[Chorus]
G* F* G*
Go drink your old fashioned, you think you're so attractive
With your leather jacket and your conman drawl
She thinks you're so magic, I know you're barbaric
I wish your awful hands had never had me at all
You are a false prophet and a fool's promise
One taste of bitter orange and my skin will crawl
You drink your old fashioned, you have 'em all laughing
Wish I could take your glass and throw it hard at the wall
I wish you'd never happened