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Cruel Summer

Taylor Swift A Vote rhythm

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Intro
[G] (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse 1
[C]Fever dream high [D]in the quiet of the night
You [Bm]know that I caught it (oh[Em](oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)
[C]Bad, bad boy, [D]shiny toy with a price
You [Bm]know that I bought it (oh[Em](oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)
 
 
Pre-Chorus 1
Killing me [C]slow, out the win[D]window
I’m always waiting [Bm]for you to be waiting b[Em]below
Devils roll the [C]dice, angels roll their eyes
What doesn’t [D]kill me makes me want you more
 
 
Chorus 1
And it’s [G]new, the shape of your body
It’s [Bm]blue, the feeling I’ve got
And it’s [Em]ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
It’s a [C]cruel summer
 
It’s [G]cool, that’s what I tell ’em
No [Bm]rules, unbreakable heaven
But [Em]ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
It’s a [C]cruel summer, with [G]you
 
 
Verse 2
[C]Hang your head low [D]in the glow of the vending mac[Bm]machine
I’m not buying (oh [Em]yeah, you’re right, I want it)
You [C]say that we’ll just [D]screw it up in these trying t[Bm]times
We’re not trying (oh [Em]yeah, you’re right, I want it)
 
 
Pre-Chorus 2
So cut the head[C]headlights, summer’s [D]a knife
I’m always waiting [Bm]for you just to cut to[Em]to the bone
Devils roll the [C]dice (dice), angels roll their eyes (eyes)
And if I [D]bleed, you’ll be the last to know
 
 
Chorus 2
Oh it’s [G]new, the shape of your body
It’s [Bm]blue, the feeling I’ve got
And it’s [Em]ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
It’s a [C]cruel summer
 
It’s [G]cool, that’s what I tell ’em
No [Bm]rules, unbreakable heaven
But [Em]ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
It’s a [C]cruel summer, with[(G)]with you
 
 
Bridge
[G] I’m drunk in the back of the car
And I [Bm]cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh)
[Em] Said I’m fine, but it wasn’t true
I don’t [C]wanna keep secrets just to keep you
 
And [G]I snuck in through the garden gate
Every [Bm]night that summer just to seal my fate (oh)
[Em] And I screamed for whatever it’s worth
“I [C]love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you ever [N.C.]heard?
 
He looks up, grinning like a devil
 
 
Chorus 3
It’s [G]new, the shape of your body
It’s [Bm]blue, the feeling I’ve got
And it’s [Em]ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
It’s a [C]cruel summer
 
It’s [G]cool, that’s what I tell ’em
No [Bm]rules, unbreakable heaven
But [Em]ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
It’s a [C]cruel summer, with[(G)]with you
 
 
Outro
[G] I’m drunk in the back of the car
And I [Bm]cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh)
[Em] Said I’m fine, but it wasn’t true
I don’t [C]wanna keep secrets just to keep you
 
And [G]I snuck in through the garden gate
Every [Bm]night that summer just to seal my fate (oh)
[Em] And I screamed for whatever it’s worth
“I [C]love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you ever [G]heard?
 
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

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