Fucked Up Kinda taby ukulele według Julia Michaels

[Verse 1]
            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


[Verse 2]
            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


[Pre-Chorus 1]
            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?


[Chorus]
  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


[Verse 3]
                   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)


[Pre-Chorus 2]
                   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?


[Chorus]
  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


[Post-Chorus]
                   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


[Bridge]
D                                            F#m
Baby, I learned from watching you and your problems

Learned it so good
        C#m7                                                 N.C.
Now you chase me down the block, trying to apologize, for what?


[Chorus]
  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


[Post-Chorus]
                   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


[Outro]
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