Loml吉他谱
Taylor swift · 原调 C · 最后更新
C Am G F C Am G ( )Who's gonna stop us from w(a)ltzing back into rekindled f(l)ames G If we kn(o)w the steps anyway? C Am G ( )We embroided the (m)emories of the time I was a(w)ay G Stitching "(w)e were just kids, babe" F Am ( )I said "I don't mind. (I)t takes time." C G C ( )I thought I was b(e)tter safe than s(t)arry-eyed F Am G C ( )I felt a glow( )like this,( )never before, (a)nd never since C Am ( )If you know it in (o)ne glimpse, it's legendary G ( )You and I go from one kiss to getting married C Am ( )Still a life, killing time at( )the cemetery G ( )Never quite buried F Am In your suit and t(i)e, in the nick of ti(m)e G C You lowdown (b)oy, you stand up g(u)y F You holy g(h)ost Am C You told me I( )m the love of your l(i)fe G C Am (S)aid I'm the love of y(o)ur lif(e) G F ( )About a million (t)imes C Am G ( )Who was gonna tell me the tr(u)th when you blew in with the winds of (f)ate G And t(o)ld me I reformed you? C Am G ( )When your impressionist p(a)intings of heaven turned out to be f(a)kes G Well, y(o)u took me to hell too F Am ( )And all at once, (t)he ink bleeds C G ( )A conman sells a f(o)ol a get love quick scheme F Am G C ( )But I felt a hole (l)ike this, (n)ever before,( )and ever since C Am ( )If you know it in (o)ne glimpse, it's legendary G ( )What we thought was for all time was momentary C Am ( )Still a life, killing time at t(h)e cemetery Am ( )Never quite buried F Am You cinep(h)ile in black and (w)hite C G All those p(l)ot twists and dyna(m)ite F Am Mr. Steal Your (G)irl then make her c(r)y G C Said I'm the love of your( )life( ) Dm C ( )You shit talked me under the t(a)ble F Talking rings and talking cr(a)dles G I wish I could unr(e)call Dm How we almost had it a(l)l C Dancing phantoms on the te(r)race F Are they secondhand em(b)arrassed G That I can't get out of (b)ed C 'Cause something counterfeit( )s dead? Am F ( )It was legendary( ) G C ( )It was momentary( ) Am I(t) was unnecessary F (S)hould've let it stay buried G F (O)h, what a valiant r(o)ar Am What a bland goodb(y)e G C The coward c(l)aimed he was a li(o)n F Am I'm combing t(h)rough the braids of l(i)es G C I'll never le(a)ve, never mi(n)d F Am Our field of (d)reams engulfed in f(i)re G G Your arson's (m)atch, your somber e(y)es F Am And I'll still( )see it until I d(i)e G C You're the loss o(f) my life( )