Pretty Slowly - Benson Boone

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           A
Oh, I remember how you were, you were every shade of perfect
         F#m
And then the colors blurred
                               Bm
And you'll never love me like you did
                                     A
You'll never love, you'll never love me like you did

                     A
And I see your ghost from time to time when I'm driving through the Rockies
      F#m
And I feel this little knife in my heart
                 Bm
And it bleeds me out
                                         A
Don't wanna love, I don't wanna love you now
 
                                       D
Oh, how come all the best things fall apart?

                             A
And it startеd pretty slowly
                                 C#m/G# F#m
Oh, when you asked about thе old me
 
"Oh, is he gone? Oh, is he gone?"
           E
Oh, I don't know
                                            D
I think I left him somewhere I no longer go
                           A
And I watch you run away now
                                   C#m/G# F#m
From all the lovely things we hate now
 
Where did we go? Where did we go?
           E
Oh, I don't know
                                                 D
But I know it feels like somewhere far away from home
                           A
And it's falling into pieces
                                       C#m/G# F#m
No, there's not a way that we can stop this   now
                                                  E
One thousand miles an hour, we're driving off the edge
                          E7      D
And, darling, now there's nothing left
                             A
And it started out so slowly
 
         A
Oh, as I lay here by myself, and it's 4 AM, I wonder
    F#m
Did I put you through hell? Oh, no
                          D
I need to know if you're okay
                                        A
I wanna know, I need to know if you're okay, mm

      A
And I hope that you're so damn sure that leaving me was right
     F#m
Best thing you ever did, it was leaving me behind
    D                                    A
Oh, woo-ooh-ooh, I couldn't blame you if I tried
                                  D
I guess even the best things fall apart

                             A
And it startеd pretty slowly
                                 C#m/G# F#m
Oh, when you asked about thе old me
 
"Oh, is he gone? Oh, is he gone?"
               E
Oh, I don't know
                                            D
I think I left him somewhere I no longer go
                           A
And I watch you run away now
                                   C#m/G# F#m
From all the lovely things we hate now
 
Where did we go? Where did we go?
           E
Oh, I don't know
                                                 D
But I know it feels like somewhere far away from home
                           A
And it's falling into pieces
                                       C#m/G# F#m
No, there's not a way that we can stop this   now
                                                  E
One thousand miles an hour, we're driving off the edge
                          E7      D
And, darling, now there's nothing left

A          F#m7 E
  (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
                  D
Somewhere deep in you
                  A
Somewhere deep in me
                      F#m7
Oh, there's still two lovers
                    E
So who the hell are we?
               D
When I look at you
                     A
And when you look at me
                      F#m7
Oh, there's still two lovers
                    E
So who the hell are we?
               D
When I look at you
                     A
And when you look at me
                      F#m7
Oh, there's still two lovers
                    E
So who the hell are we?
               D
When I look at you
                     A
And when you look at me
                      F#m7
Oh, there's still two lovers
                    E
So who the hell are we?
 
                 D  A
Who the hell are we?
                      F#m7 E
(Oh, who the hell are we?)
  
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