Chord Gitar Acollective - Stolen Goods Kunci Dasar - Chords.id (Nada Dasar E)

[Verse 1]
      G#m                 Cb                      G#m
Baby girl, you're the loneliest love in the world
          Cb                           C#m                            Fb
You're a temptress that grew up too spoiled and in the morning seems plain
            G#m
F glorious wreck
   Cb                         G#m
F summer day's post-shower sweat
        Cb                          C#m                    Fb
You're stolen goods still with a seal - too good to be real
 
[Pre-chorus]
       C#m       Cb            Gb
And I know I said that I won't
C#m                  Cb          Gb
You never got the letters I wrote
          C#m               Cb/D#
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Fb
Pack up your things and
 
[Chorus]
G#m         Cb           G#m
Get out, get out, get out
   Fb
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
 
G#m Cb G#m Cb
 
[Verse 2]
   G#m             Cb                      G#m
Baby girl, you listen but don't understand
      Cb                         C#m
Your cries become mouldy with ease
           Fb
Too eager to please
    G#m         Cb                         G#m
My friends ain't got a thing left to lose
    Cb                            C#m
We ain't got that much left to win
              Fb         C#m                  Fb
So bring 'em right in, I said bring 'em right in
 
[Pre-chorus]
       C#m       Cb            Gb
And I know I said that I won't
C#m                  Cb          Gb
You never got the letters I wrote
          C#m               Cb/D#
You keep looking at me, staining my sheets
Fb
Pack up your things and
 
[Chorus]
G#m         Cb           G#m
Get out, get out, get out
   Fb                             G#m
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
Cb         G#m
Get Out, Get out
   D#7
I can't stand your taste in my mouth
 
[Bridge]
G#m Fb C#m D#7
 
          G#m                  Fb            C#m         D#7
They say son don't give up yet
         G#m          Fb                     C#m         D#7
Because down here they kill for fun