The Great War Chords by Taylor Swift

[F] _ _ _ My [Gm] nipples were bruised like _ [Bb] violets.
Sucker punching [F] walls cursed you as I sleep talked.
[Gm] Spineless in my tomb of [Bb] silence.
_ Tore your banners [F] down, took the battle underground.
And maybe [Gm] it was ego swinging.
[Bb] _ _ Maybe it was [F] her.
_ _ _ Flashes [Gm] of the battle come back to [Bb] me in a blur.
[Gm] _ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[Eb] All that blood shed crimson [Bb] clover.
Uh-huh, sweet dream was [Gm] over.
My hand was the one you [F] reached for.
All through our blue [Eb] grade war.
Always [Bb] remember.
Uh-huh, tears on the [Gm] letter.
I vow not to cry [F] anymore.
If we survive the great war.
[Fm] You drew [Gm] up some good faith [Bb] treaties.
_ I drew [F] curtains closed, drank my poison all along.
You said I [Gm] have to trust more freely.
[Bb] _ [Gm] But diesel [F] is desire.
You were playing with fire.
And maybe [Gm] it's the past that's talking.
[Bb] _ _ [Gm] Screaming [F] from the crypt.
_ _ _ Telling [Gm] me to punish you for things you [Bb] never [Gm] did.
_ [F] So I justified it.
[Eb] All that blood shed crimson [Bb] clover.
Uh-huh, the bombs were [Gm] close to my head.
Was the one you [F] reached for.
All through our blue [Eb] grade war.
Always [Bb] remember.
Uh-huh, the burning [Gm] embers.
I vow not to fight [F] anymore.
If we survive the [Eb] great war.
_ [Bb] Uh-huh, _ [Gm] uh-huh.
_ _ [F] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ It turned [Bb] into something bigger.
[Gm] _ _ Somewhere [F] in the hay.
You've got a sense I've [Cm] been betrayed.
You finger [Bb] on my hair.
I've been triggered.
[Gm] I sold you down on that icy ground.
[F] Looked up at me with honor [Cm] and truth.
_ [Bb] Broken blue.
Boy, I called out [Gm] the truth.
That [F] was the night I nearly _ [Cm] lost you.
[Bb] I _ really thought [Gm] I lost [F] you. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
We can [Gm] plant an emery garden.
[Bb] _ Say a solemn [F] prayer.
Place a poppy in my hair.
There's no [Gm] morning glory.
It was war and it [Bb] wasn't fair. _
[F] We will never go back.
[Eb] All that blood shed crimson clover.
[Bb] Uh-huh, the worst was over [Gm] my head.
Was the one you reached [F] for.
All through our blue [Eb] grade war.
Always remember.
[Bb] Uh-huh, the fun for better.
[Gm] I vow I would always be [F] yours.
If we survive the [Eb] grade war. _
[Bb] Uh-huh, _ [Gm] uh-huh, I will always be [F] yours.
If we survive the [Eb] grade war.
[Bb] Uh-huh, _ [Gm] I vow I will always be [F] yours. _ _ _ _ _
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