Taylor Swift-Teardrops on my guitar
Tuning: Capo 3
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Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won’t see
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That I want and I’m needing, everything that we should be
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3 `+ v; ?# X# e) \* ^I'll bet she’s beautiful, that girl he talks about
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. u# ~0 n5 Q1 bAnd she’s got everything that I have to live without0 K5 r2 @/ \ Y6 }
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& P* C" D* c3 b K/ j$ Y2 }8 ODrew talks to me, I laugh cause it’s so damn funny
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; K5 r+ _$ V; RThat I can’t even see, anyone when he’s with me6 Z+ [# B) z/ C
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% R! U* t+ E; \- h- G* z+ xHe says he’s so in love, he’s finally got it right
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, W& q6 f9 a$ {/ h* z7 u4 cI wonder if he knows he’s all I think about at night
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7 `# r6 T; X# m8 C% f5 N. P0 CHe’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar' B" H. W: Y [# q; k
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The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star4 h/ @& o1 a& o
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: e& {; E2 Y0 B* m! b2 b% R% o( ]$ @: GHe’s the song in the car I keep singing, don’t know why I do4 X) u0 }9 m% m+ s# v. F
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. n5 |4 }/ b I b4 a" _Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can’t breathe?
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* H P t3 {0 jAnd there he goes so perfectly
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The kind of flawless I wish I could be
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She’d better hold him tight, give him all her love
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Look in those beautiful eyes and know she’s lucky cause
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" ^: [! z- w" i4 Y# wHe’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
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: u0 g1 c+ Y$ PThe only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
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He’s the song in the car I keep singing, don’t know why I do' x. R5 \0 n& e3 }
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So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
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I put his picture down, and maybe get some sleep tonight
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. k* I9 U) ]' q/ |+ oCause he’s the reason for the teardrops on my guitar/ n" t% r% e+ y7 R
Em C
7 ~! c+ o3 q* I3 ]3 ]1 d+ dThe only one who’s got enough of me to break my heart/ R- a; F; x8 X( \5 N$ @
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He’s the time, taken up, but there’s never enough: u& C) o$ L1 i3 u
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And he’s all that I need to fall into0 f( o! m1 Q3 q) G ]9 t
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Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won’t see |
發表於 2009-6-29 01:16
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