Byzantine

C         F         G
Ooh ooh...ooh ooh...ooh ooh
C         F         G
Ooh ooh...ooh ooh...ooh ooh

       Am         F             G              Em
I want Neil Young on your phone speaker in the morning
    Am             F          G
And fuck him if he just can't see
        Am      F            G           Em
This is how his songs are supposed to be heard
        Am            F   G
No more lectures on fidelity
  Dm               G    G#
I don't believe in mysticism
Dm           G       G#
Only in what science proves
         Dm    G       G#
Like the sex appeal of your sick dance moves
G#
Ooh, wee, ooh, wee

C
Put on your red beret, baby
         F                G
Moonwalk naked across the room (ooh, ooh)
C
Do something kinda unique to me
       F                     G
Do something that'll make me swoon (ooh, ooh)
C
That's how I know that I'm not pretending
F                       G
I know it's not make believe (ooh, ooh)
     C
It's only complicated if you want it to be
F                  G               C
Do you know what I mean? It's byzantine (ooh, ooh)

       Am        F          G              Em
I want Hi-Chews, playlists, smoking on the roof
      Am               F       G
And I love the way you look at me
      Am     F        G               Em
Tennessee Williams in Stuart Weitzman boots
          Am       F         G
Yeah, you just too wild to believe
  Dm            G     G#
A fetish for athletic fashion
Dm                G             G#
Running shoes and striped track suits
  Dm             G        G#
I never heard of Sparks before
                G#
But I'm so glad you shared them with me

C
Put on your red beret, baby
         F                G
Moonwalk naked across the room (ooh, ooh)
C
Do something kinda unique to me
       F                     G
Do something that'll make me swoon (ooh, ooh)
C
That's how I know that I'm not pretending
F                       G
I know it's not make believe (ooh, ooh)
     C
It's only complicated if you want it to be
F                  G               C
Do you know what I mean? It's byzantine (ooh, ooh)

D

A                  D
Rollin', crashin', breakin', splashing
C               D
Givin', takin', makin', breakin' promises
A               D
You got me high when I was low
C              D              E
Negative ions,   come save my soul (soul, soul)

C
Put on your red beret, baby
         F                G
Moonwalk naked across the room (ooh, ooh)
C
Do something kinda unique to me
       F                     G
Do something that'll make me swoon (ooh, ooh)
C
That's how I know that I'm not pretending
F                       G
I know it's not make believe (ooh, ooh)
     C
It's only complicated if you want it to be
F                  G               C
Do you know what I mean? It's byzantine (ooh, ooh)

          F     G
It's byzantine
          C
It's byzantine (ooh, ooh)
          F     G
It's byzantine
          C
It's byzantine (ooh, ooh)
          F         G
Ooh ooh...ooh ooh...ooh ooh
C         F         G
Ooh ooh...ooh ooh...ooh ooh
C         F         G
Ooh ooh...ooh ooh...ooh ooh

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