Fucked up, Kinda

Julia Michaels

Composición de: Julia Michaels / Scott Harris
tono: G Afinación: E A D G B E
[Intro]

   A               Bm              F#m
E|---------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
B|---------5-----|---------7-----|---------2-----|---------------|
G|---------6-----|---------7-----|---------2-----|---------------|
D|-7-----------7-|-9-----------9-|-4-----------4-|-4-------4-----|
A|---------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
E|---------------|---------------|---------------|---------------|
 
            A                 Bm
I want that fucked up kinda love
                 F#m
Where I can't go out with the opposite sex
          A                     Bm          F#m
'Cause I always get those angry texts, like damn, hm
 
            A                 Bm
I want that fucked up kinda love
              F#m
Where you get mad at me for something you did
                A                      Bm        F#m
You know you're wrong, but you never admit, like damn, eh
 
            A
I want that fucked up kinda love
    G#m
Get drunk, bring the past back up
       F#m                                 D
Then I chase you down the block trying to apologize, for what?

  A      Bm                 F#m
I know I shouldn't want it, but I do
          A             Bm                 F#m
All of my friends say I probably shouldn't be with you
              A               Bm                F#m         D
You know, you know I want you more the more you put me through
          D
I guess I fucked up, kinda

                   A                 Bm
'Cause I want that fucked up kinda love
           F#m
Where I'm scared you're gonna ask for space
     A                       Bm          F#m
And space is gonna lead to a break, like damn (Ah)

                   A                     Bm
Mm, you're pickin' fights in front of my momma
                F#m
'Cause you like drama, 'cause I like it, too
         A                  Bm               F#m
'Cause I chase you down the block trying to apologize, for what?

  A      Bm                 F#m
I know I shouldn't want it, but I do
          A             Bm                 F#m
All of my friends say I probably shouldn't be with you
              A               Bm                F#m         D
You know, you know I want you more the more you put me through
          D
I guess I fucked up, kinda
 
                   A                 Bm
'Cause I want that fucked up kinda love
      F#m
Oh, I fucked up, kinda
                  A                 Bm           F#m
Yeah, I want that fucked up kinda love and so do you

D                                            F#m
Baby, I learned from watching you and your problems
 
Learned it so good
        C#m7                                                 
Now you chase me down the block, trying to apologize, for what?
 
  A      Bm                 F#m
I know I shouldn't want it, but I do
          A             Bm                 F#m
All of my friends say I probably shouldn't be with you
              A               Bm                F#m         D
You know, you know I want you more the more you put me through
          D
I guess I fucked up, kinda

                   A                 Bm
'Cause I want that fucked up kinda love
      F#m
Oh, I fucked up, kinda
                  A                 Bm           F#m
Yeah, I want that fucked up kinda love and so do you

( A  Bm  F#m  D )
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