F G Perfect, easy, so good to meC Em So why's there a pit in my gut in the shape of you?F G Distract myself, say it's somethin' elseC Em Maybe I'm just overwhelmed, maybe I'm confusedAm G Barely sleep when you sleep next to meF Em But I keep thinkin' I'll find a cureAm G I say that I'm fine, I tell you all the timeF Bm I've never felt so happy and sureC Am G But I'm so scared of my guitarF G 'Cause it cuts right through to the heartC Am G Yeah, it knows me too well, so I got no excuseF Em Em Dm C I can't lie to it the same way that I lie to youC Am G I'm so scared of my guitarF G If I play it, then I'll think too hardC Am G Once you let the thought in, then it's already doneF Em Em Dm C So I lay in your arms and pretend that it's loveF G If I was brave and noble like youC Em I'd have the nerve to just stop stringin' you alongF G But I'm not half as decent as youC Em I'd rather be tied to someone, even if they're wrongAm G I make excuses, my friends know the truth isF Em I'm not as alright as I claimAm G I say that I'm fine, I tell them all the timeF Bm As they watch all the life fade awayC Am G Yeah, I'm so scared of my guitarF Em 'Cause it cuts right through to the heartC Am G Yeah, it knows me too well, so I got no excuseF Em Em Dm C I can't lie to it the same way that I lie to youC Am G I'm so scared of my guitarF Em If I play it, then I'll think too hardC Am G Once you let the thought in, then it's already doneF Em Em Dm C So I lay in your arms and pretend that it's loveF Em Yeah, I lay in your arms and pretend that it'sF Em Dm Bm LoveEm Bm Am I pretend that it's loveG I pretend that it's loveDm Bm I pretend that it's love, loveAm G 'Cause what if I never find anything better?F Em The doubt always creeps through my mindAm G So we'll stay together 'cause how could I everF Bm Trade somethin' that's good for what's right?C Am G Oh, I'm so scared of my guitarF Em It cuts right through to my heartC G It knows me too well, I got no excuseF Em Em Dm C I can't lie to it the same way that I lie to youC Am G I'm so scared of my guitarF Em When I play it, that's when I think too hardC Am C I let the thought in, it's already doneF Em Em Dm C So I lay in your arms and pretend that it's loveF Em Em Dm C Yeah, I lay in your arms and pretend it's enough
Scared Of My Guitar
Olivia Rodrigo
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