The Bolter / Getaway Car / August / The Other Side Of The Door
Taylor Swift
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Intro Getaway Car
No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
C
It was the best of times, the worst of crimes
G
I struck a match and blew your mind
Dm
But I didn't mean it
F
And you didn't see it
C
The ties were black, the lies were white
G
In shades of gray in candlelight
Dm
I wanted to leave him
F
I needed a reasonPré Refrão Getaway Car
C X marks the spot where we fell apart G He poisoned the well, I was lyin' to myself Dm I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed F We never had a shot, gunshot in the dark
Refrão Getaway Car
C You were drivin' the getaway car G Dm We were flyin', but we never get far Don't pretend it's such a mystery F Think about the place where you first met me C Ridin' in a getaway car G Dm There were sirens in the beat of your heart I shoulda known I'd be the first to leave F C Think about the place where you first met me G In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh Dm No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh F No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
Refrão August
D But I can see us lost in the memory G August slipped away Em Into a moment in time A 'Cause it was never mine D And I can see us Twistin' in bedsheets G August sipped away Em Like a bottle of wine A 'Cause you were never mine
Refrão The Bolter
C Started with a kiss G "Oh, we must stop meeting like this" F But it always ends up with a town car speeding Out the drive one evening C Ended with the slam of a door G Then he'll call her a whore Wish he wouldn't be sore F But as she was leaving It felt like breathing G Am All her fuckin' lives F Flashed before her eyes G Am It feels like the time F She fell through the ice C Then came out alive
Ponte August
D Back when we were still G Changin' for the better Em Wanting was enough A For me, it was enough D To live for the hope of it all G Canceled plans just in case you'd call Em And say "meet me behind the mall" A So much for summer love and saying "Us" D G 'Cause you weren't mine to lose Em A You weren't mine to lose, oh
Ponte The Bolter
G She's been many places with Am Men of many faces C First, they're off to the races And she's laughing drawin' aces G But, none of it is changin' Am That the chariot is waitin' C Hearts are hers for the breakin' There's an escape in escaping
Ponte Getaway Car
D A Em We were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde (oh-oh) G Until I switched to the other side To the other si-i-i-i-ide D A Em It's no surprise I turned you in (oh-oh) G 'Cause us traitors never win D I'm in a getaway car A I left you in a motel bar Em Put the money in a bag and I stole the keys G That was the last time you ever saw me
Refrão Getaway Car
D Drivin' the getaway car A Em We were flyin', but we never get far (don't pretend) Don't pretend it's such a mystery G Think about the place where you first met me D Ridin' in a getaway car A Em There were sirens in the beat of your heart (should've known) I shoulda' known I'd be the first to leave G D Think about the place where you first met me A In a getaway car, oh-oh-oh Em No, they never get far, oh-oh-ahh G No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
Outro Getaway Car
D I was ridin' in a getaway car A I was cryin' in a getaway car Em I was dyin' in a getaway car G Said goodbye in a getaway car D Ridin' in a getaway car A I was cryin' in a getaway car Em I was dyin' in a getaway car G D Said goodbye in a getaway car
Outro The Other Side Of The Door
D With your face and your beautiful eyes A And the conversation with the little white lies Em And the faded picture of a beautiful night G A You carried me from your car up the stairs D And I broke down crying, was she worth this mess A After everything and that little black dress Em After everything I must confess C I need you
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