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| B | - | - | - |
[Verse 1]
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B
New York City's never looked so blue
B
My friends are smoking blunts in the bathroom
B | F# |
They say that honest love is a cage that makes you feel free
B
And all the girls at this party are so cool
B
That's never been a thing that I could do
BF#
But I can't help but imagine what you say when you speak with me
[Chorus]
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AbmE
You're a spark in the dark and my clothes all caught aflame
EC#m
You should feel how I feel when somebody says your name
C#mF#
I'm a car speeding down the boulevard without a brake
F#B
And I want you more than any stupid song could ever say
BE
I'm a heart made of wax and I'm melting in the sun
EC#m
I'm a thread on your shirt that is coming undone
C#mF#
I feel right, I feel wrong, I feel totally insane
F#B
And I want you more than any stupid song could ever say
[Inter]
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| B | - | - | - |
[Verse 2]
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B
Walking through the park with my head high
E
Past all the college girls and the drunk guys
BE
And if there is a god, he's the bond that's between us two
B
Seven nights alone and a skipped meal
EB
I'm sleeping in my dress and my high heels
BE
And I'm too shy to say what I see when I dream of you
[Chorus]
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AbmE
You're a spark in the dark and my clothes all caught aflame
EC#m
You should feel how I feel when somebody says your name
C#mF#
I'm a car speeding down the boulevard without a brake
F#B
And I want you more than any stupid song could ever say
BE
I'm a heart made of wax and I'm melting in the sun
EC#m
I'm a thread on your shirt that is coming undone
C#mF#
I feel right, I feel wrong, I feel totally insane
F#B
And I want you more than any stupid song could ever say
[Inter]
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| B | - | E | - |
[Bridge]
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E
Every night like the one before
E
Dream of you from like 1 to 4
E
Positively and truly sure
BF#
Nobody's wanted somebody more
E
It's a thing that I can't ignore
E
Tell your friends that you're mine, I'm yours
E
With a hand on my heart, I swore
BF#
Nobody's wanted somebody more
C#m
It's a thing that I can't ignore
C#m
Tell your friends that you're mine, I'm yours
EF#
With a hand on my heart, I swore
[Inter]
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| B | - | - | - |
[Chorus]
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AbmE
You're a spark in the dark and my clothes all caught aflame
EC#m
You should feel how I feel when somebody says your name
C#mF#
I'm a car speeding down the boulevard without a brake
F#B
And I want you more than any stupid song could ever say
BE
I'm a heart made of wax and I'm melting in the sun
EC#m
I'm a thread on your shirt that is coming undone
C#mF#
I feel right, I feel wrong, I feel totally insane
F#B
And I want you more than any stupid song could ever say
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Track Details & Information
Song Title:
Stupid
Artist:
Olivia Rodrigo
Original Key:
B Major (B) | 4/4 Beat
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