Nobody's Son

Sabrina Carpenter

Composición de: Amy Allen / John Ryan / Sabrina Carpenter
tonalidad: Eb (forma de los acordes en la tonalidad de D ) Afinación: E A D G B E Capo en el 1ª traste
D     Em          G
Hi, I hope you're great
A            D       Em     G
I think it's time we took a break
   A     D     Em      G
So I can grow emotionally
       A                D Em G A
That's what he said to me


D          Em               G              A
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
D                 Em               G
All my friends in love and I'm the one
              A
They call for a third-wheeling
D                  Em
Probably should've guessed he's like
    G                 A
The rest, so fine and so deceiving
D                Em          G                A
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in


D       Em        G
Me? No, yeah, I'm good
     A            D
Just thought that he
Em      G        A              D
Eventually would cave and reach out
    Em    G          A                D
But no siree, he discovered self-control
                             Em      A
(He discovered it this week) This week (oh-ah)


D          Em               G              A
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
D                 Em               G
All my friends in love and I'm the one
              A
They call for a third-wheeling
D                  Em
Probably should've guessed he's like
    G                 A
The rest, so fine and so deceiving
D                Em          G                A
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in

(Believe in, oh-oh-oh-woah-oh-oh-woah)


D           Em
That boy is corrupt (ah)
G               A
Could you raise him to love me, maybe?
D                 Em
He sure fucked me up (ah-ah)
     G                 A
And, yes, I'm talkin' 'bout your baby
D           Em
That boy is corrupt (ah)
G        A
Get PTSD on the daily
D                 Em
He sure fucked me up
     G                 A
And, yes, I'm talkin' 'bout your baby



D          Em               G              A
Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling
D                 Em               G
All my friends in love and I'm the one
              A
They call for a third-wheeling
D                  Em
Probably should've guessed he's like
    G                 A
The rest, so fine and so deceiving
D                Em          G                A
There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in
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