Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                                Dm                      Am
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
                             Dm                     Am
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
            Dm                  Am
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

[VERSE 1]
           Dm                  Am  
While my sister was on stage, killing it like a motherfucker
Dm             Am
I was enraged, feeling it like a motherfucker
Dm                        Am
Bird in a cage, you would never know what I was dealing with
Dm                                Am
Went out separate ways, but I was happy she was killing it
Dm                   Am
Bittersweet, she was up, I was down
Dm                               Am
No lie, I feel good for her, but what do I do now?
Dm
Forget the records, off the record, 
Am
I was going through some bullshit
Dm                          Am
Post-survivor, she on fire, who wanna hear my bullshit?
Dm                                 Am
Meanwhile, this nigga putting his hands on me (...)
        Dm                                Am
I swear y’all don’t know the half of this industry

[CHORUS]
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                                Dm                      Am
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
                             Dm                     Am
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
            Dm                  Am
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

[VERSE 2]
         Dm   
And it’s almost been a decade
Am
I’m behind them black shades
Dm                           Am
Roll up like it’s all good, right up out that escalade
Dm               Am
Fix my make-up, “get it together, Kelly, get it together”
Dm               Am
Then we make up, “well get it together, nigga, get it together”
Dm
Kinda lucky, I was in her shadow
Am
Phone call from my sister, “what’s the matter?”
Dm          Am
She said, “Oh no, baby – you gotta leave! ”
Dm                   Am
I’m on the kitchen floor – he took the keys
Dm                    Am
I was mad at everybody, I mean everybody
Dm                      Am
Yeah, her, her, her her everybody
Dm                 Am
Five years later, I got my shit down pat
Dm                             Am
Think I had it good, and they don’t know how bad
Dm                Am
Fooled everybody, except myself
Dm                    Am
Soaking in this hurt, bathing in the dirt

[CHORUS]
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                                Dm                      Am
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
                             Dm                     Am
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
            Dm                  Am
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry

[BRIDGE]
Dm
So here I am in the spin cycle
                      Am
We’re comin and we’re goin’, nobody can know this
          Dm                     
And I was trapped in his house, lyin’ to my mama
Am                         
Thought it could get no worse as we maximize the drama
Dm
Started to call them people on him, I was battered
Am
He hittin the window like it was me, until it shattered
Dm                          Am
 He pulled me out, he said, “Don’t nobody love you but me
Am                                 Bm   C         Dm
Not your mama, not your daddy and especially not Bey”
Dm               
He turned me against my sister
Am
I missed ya

[CHORUS]
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                    Dm                     Am
Let’s do this dirty laundry, this dirty laundry
                                Dm                      Am
When you’re soaked in tears for years, it never airs out
                             Dm                     Am
When you make pain look this good it never wears out
            Dm                  Am
This dirty laundry, this dirty laundry