Chord Taylor Swift - The Tortured Poets Department Kunci Gitar

G
 you left your typewriter at my apartment
C
 straight from the tortured poets department
G                            C
 i think some things i never say
like, "who uses typewriters anyway?" but

Em                       D
 you're in self sabotage mode,
                            G
throwing spikes down on the road
                      C
but i've seen this episode 
and still loved the show..
Em         D
who else decodes you?

Chorus
     G                    C
 and who's gonna hold you like me..?
     G                        C
 and who's gonna know you, if not me..?

                            Em
 i laughed in your face and said
 "you're not dylan thomas
 D
  i'm not patti smith
 G
 this ain't the chelsea hotel
 C
  we're modern idiots"
     Em          D        G
 and who's gonna hold you like me..?

  C
nobody..
           G
no fucking body..
       C
no..bo..dy..

G
 you smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate
C
 we declared charlie puth 
should be a bigger artist
G                               C
 i scratch your head, you fall asleep..
like a tattooed golden retriever

Em                   D
 but you awaken with dread
                       G
pounding nails in your head
                   C
but i've read this one where you come undone..
  Em           D
i chose this cyclone with you..

Chorus
     G                    C
 and who's gonna hold you like me..?
 (who's gonna hold you? who's gonna hold you?)
     G                        C
 and who's gonna know you, if not me..?
 (who's gonna know you?)

                            Em
 i laughed in your face and said
 "you're not dylan thomas
 D
  i'm not patti smith
 G
 this ain't the chelsea hotel
 C
  we're modern idiots"
     Em          D        G
 and who's gonna hold you like me..?
 (who's gonna hold you? who's gonna hold you?)

           C
no fucking body..
(who's gonna hold you? who's gonna hold you?)
       G
no..bo..dy.. (who's gonna hold you?)
(gonna love you? gonna troll you?)
  C
nobody.. (wuu u)

G
 sometimes i wonder if you're gonna screw
this up with me..
C
 but you told lucy you'd kill yourself
if i ever leave..
G
 and i had said that to jack about you,
so i felt seen..
C
 everyone we know understands 
why it's meant to be..

G                C
 cause we're cra..zy
          G                        C
so tell me, who else is gonna know.. me..?

   Em
at dinner, 
                        D
you take my ring off my middle finger
                  G
and put it on the one
           C
people put wedding rings on,
                  Em
and that's the closest i've come
   D
to my heart exploding

Chorus
 G                      C
 who's gonna hold you..? me..
 G                      C
 who's gonna know you..? me..

 Em
 "and you're not dylan thomas
 D
  i'm not patti smith
 G
 this ain't the chelsea hotel
 C
  we're two idiots"
 Em          D     (G)
 who's gonna hold.. you..?

G
 who's gonna hold you? who's gonna hold you?
who's gonna hold you?
            C
who's gonna hold you? who's gonna hold you?
who's gonna hold you?
G
 who's gonna hold you? gonna know you?
gonna troll you..?
C           (Em)
 wuu u.. wuu u..

Em             D
 you left your typewriter at my apartment
G                  C
 straight from the tortured poets department
Em         D
who else decodes you?

Outro     G       C
        wuu u.. wuu u..
            G C
        wuu u..