If It Were Up To Me

E5

[verse]

E5                   F#                   B
I need the summer so bad or the windows down
N.C
On the ride home even though it's cold out

E5  F#  B


E5                   F#                   B
I need to cut my hair I need to make new friends
N.C
I need to lie about the things that make me who I am


E5 F# B


E5                   F#                   B
I need my skin burned red I don't care how it hurts
N.C
I need to cut the sleeves off all of my old t-shirts


E5 F# B

[chorus]

C#                  E5                     B
Her boyfriend says        pretend that it's clean
 F#               C#
Forget what they say and buy what you need
 C#                E5                                   B
Cause money makes money it will make sense when you're older
                 F#                                   E5        F#       A
Your hands are so cold, I wish the winter was over
                           E5
I wish the winter was over


[verse 2]

E5                         F#                       B
Let's put the number one thing in the number one spot
N.C
How rich are your parents? How much money do they got?

E F# B


E5                         F#                       B
If it's the second or third time it doesn't even count
N.C
Shouldn't have taken you that long to figure this out

E5  F#  B


E5                F#             B
I watch the sun slide along the sky
N.C
The longer it takes the more I feel alive

E5  F#  B

[chorus]

C#                   E5                     B
Her boyfriend says        pretend that it's clean
                  F#                   C#
Forget what they say and buy what you need
 C#              E5                                      B
Cause money makes money it will make sense when you're older
                    F#                                   E         F#       A
Your hands are so cold, I wish the winter was over

                        E
I wish the winter was over


[verse 3]

E5                           F#
There's notes at the crime scene
       B
"Dear policemen, you can call me God."
E5         F#                   B
Wealthy prep school scholarship kid
E5                F#
It doesn't make sense
                    B
No it doesn't make any sense at all
              E                            F#
To anyone other than the person you're talking to


[chorus]

C#                   E5                     B
Her boyfriend says        pretend that it's clean
                  F#                   C#
Forget what they say and buy what you need
 C#              E5                                      B
Cause money makes money it will make sense when you're older
                    F#                                   E         F#       A
Your hands are so cold, I wish the winter was over

                        E
I wish the winter was over