Intro
C#m B A F#m
C#m B A F#m
[Verse 1: blackbear]
C#m B
I don't need love, instant gratification
A F#m
Cut, copy, and paste 'til the colors are all faded
C#m B
I don't mean half the mean shit that I say
A F#m
It's like how I know you fucked every dude on your summer playlist
C#m B A
Want you to want me for more than vacations and cars that go fast
F#m
Mansions, mounds of cocaine, and
C#m B
What's inside my heart is often mistaken
A F#m
Like hotel room temperature, distant and vacant
[Pre-Chorus: blackbear]
C# B
I'm filled up with love, I don't want no one to take it
A F#m
'Cause I've been fucked up since the last time I gave it
C# B
Don't tell me you love me, don't say it to say it
A F#m
Don't ask me who hurt me 'cause the story keeps changin'
[Chorus: blackbear]
C# B A F#m
Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basic
C# B A F#m
Miss you, flyin' you out on an every week basis
What's changin'?
C# B
Maybe I'm fucked up, maybe it's love
A F#m
I wanna regret you, I can't give you up
C# B
Baby, I'm fucked up, maybe it's love
A F#m C#
I wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way
B A F#m C# B A F#m
(It's easier that way, oh, it's easier that way, oh)
[Pre-Chorus: blackbear]
C# B
I'm filled up with love, I don't want no one to take it
A F#m
'Cause I've been fucked up since the last time I gave it
C# B
Don't tell me you love me, don't say it to say it
A F#m
Don't ask me who hurt me 'cause the story keeps changin'
[Chorus: blackbear]
C# B A F#m
Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basic
C# B A F#m
Miss you, flyin' you out on an every week basis
What's changin'?
C# B
Maybe I'm fucked up, maybe it's love
A F#m
I wanna regret you, I can't give you up
C# B
Baby, I'm fucked up, maybe it's love
A F#m C#
I wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way
B A F#m C# B A F#m
(It's easier that way, oh, it's easier that way, oh)
[Verse 2: Machine Gun Kelly]
C#
Put you, put you, put you on the table
B A F#m
Grip the rails, arch your back, show that Holy Grail
Wow, ayy
C#
Put that on the table
B A F#m
Use them nails, scrape my back, scrape and sniff the yayo
C#
Hold up, baby, you are not one to trust, huh?
B
One of the homies fucked, huh?
A F#m
You been around, this ain't your first time on the tour bus, huh?
C# B
So I just wanna know why you're the only one to die of a drunk text, uh
A F#m
Prolly 'cause you're the only one that gets me hard during drunk sex, uh
C# B
She used two hands, brought a friend to come help
A
Two G's to myself, two G's for they nose
F#m C#
Two G's on my belt, two G's for these hoes
B A
Two X for my set, two years since I met you
F#m
You're in fashion week, in a master suite, on a balcony, I-
[Chorus: blackbear]
C# B A F#m
Miss you, sex on the couch, it was cool, it was basic
C# B A F#m
Miss you, flyin' you out on an every week basis
What's changin'?
C# B
Maybe I'm fucked up, maybe it's love
A F#m
I wanna regret you, I can't give you up
C# B
Baby, I'm fucked up, maybe it's love
A F#m C#
I wanna forget you, it'd be easier that way
B A F#m C# B A F#m
(It's easier that way, oh, it's easier that way, oh)