Nhịp 4/4
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Verse 1:
Made a
|wrong turn. Once or
|twice_
Dug my
|way out. Blood and
|fire_
Bad
de-|cisions. That’s
al-|right_
Welcome
|to my silly
|life_
Mis-|treated, misplace_
Misunder-|stood_
Miss “no way it’s all
|good”_
It didn’t slow me
|down_
Mis-|taking. Always second
|guessing_
Underesti-|mating_
Look I’m still
a-|round |
Chorus:
|Pretty, pretty please_
Dont you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|less than_
Fucking
|perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|nothing_
You’re fucking
|perfect to
|me_
Verse 2:
You’re so
|mean. When you
|talk_
About
your-|self, you were
|wrong_
Change the
|voices in your
|head_
Make them
|like you
in-|stead_
So
compli-|cated_
Look how big we all
|make it_
Filled with so much
|hatred_
Such a tired
|game_
It’s
e-|nough_
I’ve done all I can
|think of_
Chased down all my
|demons_
I’ve seen you do the
|same.. ohhh… |
Chorus:
|Pretty, pretty please_
Dont you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|less than_
Fucking
|perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|nothing_
You’re fucking
|perfect to me_
Rap:
The
|whole worlds scared. So I swallow the fear_
The only
|thing I should
be drinking. Is an ice cold beer_
So
|cool in line. And we try, try, try_
But we
|try too hard. And
it’s a waste of my time_
Done
|looking for the
critics. Cause they’re everywhere_
They don’t
|like my
jeans. They don’t get my hair_
Ex-|change ourselves. And
we do it all the time |
|Why do we do that? Why do I do that |
|_ Why do I do that? |
|Yeah.
|…… |
|Oooooooh. Oh
|pretty pretty please |
Chorus:
|Pretty, pretty please_
Dont you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|less than_
Fucking
|perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|nothing_
You’re fucking
|perfect to
|me |
|_ You’re
|perfect_
You’re
|perfect |
|Pretty, pretty please_
If you
|ever, ever feel_
Like you’re
|nothing_
You’re fucking
|perfect to
|me ||
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Đặt hợp âm: Mã Đức LNT Guitar