We're My Otp taby ukulele według Troye Sivan

Intro: C, G, A, F major 

C                 G
Valentines day is creeping up on me,
A                          F major
Still staring at you on my computer screen.
C                        G 
Writing a fan-fic in the middle of the night, 
A                                  F major
'cause, this will bring us closer, right? 

C                           G   
"You've never met them," the peasant cried,
A                                     F major
Shut the f*ck up, b*tch, do you wanna die?
C                         G
And I've told you before, are you deaf?
A                          F major
I've fallen in love with a G-I-F...

C      
O-T-P, we're my
G      
O-T-P, baby
A
you and me, we'd be
F major
so sexy, o-oh

C             G
Bieber fever, One Direction infection, 
A                          F major
Whatever floats your boat, what's your addiction?
C               G
And you Tumblr, you make it so much worse,
A                           F major
you make me feel the feels, right where it hurts.

C                   G
I love you always, I love you five-ever,
A                      F major
I love you as much as I love nutella...

Almost.

C      
O-T-P, we're my
G      
O-T-P, baby
A
you and me, we'd be
F major
so sexy, o-oh

C      
O-T-P, we're my
G      
O-T-P, baby
A
you and me, we'd be
F major
so sexy, o-oh

C      
O-T-P, we're my
G      
O-T-P, baby
A
you and me, we'd be
F major
so sexy, o-oh

C      
O-T-P, we're my
G      
O-T-P, baby
A
you and me, we'd be
F major
so sexy.

(Spoken) No literally, the only thing stopping us from getting married is the fact that we haven't 'met yet'.