Hope Is A Dangerous Thing For A Woman Like Me To Have - But I Have It
Điệu: Điệu Slow Rock
Tone:
[Em]
Sáng tác:
Jack Antonoff
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Lana Del Rey
Tone [Em]
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Verse 1
I was [Am] reading Slim Aarons and [G] I got to thinking that [D] I thought
[Am] Maybe I'd get less stressed [G] if I was tested less [D] like all of these debutantes
[Am] Smiling for miles in pink [G] dresses and high heels on [D] white yachts
But [Am] I'm not, [G] baby, [D] I'm not
No, [Am] I'm not, [G] that, [D] I'm not
Chorus 1
I've [C] been tearing around in my [D] fucking nightgown
Twenty-[Em] four seven Sylvia [C] Plath
[C] Writing in blood on my [D] walls
'Cause the ink in my [Em] pen don't work in my note[C] pad
Don't [C] ask if I'm happy, you [D] know that I'm not
But at [G] best, I can [D/F#] say I'm not [C] sad
'Cause [C] hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman like [D/F#] me to have
[C] Hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman like [D/F#] me to have
[Am] [G] [D]
[Am] [G] [D]
Verse 2
I had [Am] 15-year dances, church [G] basement romances, yeah, [D] I've cried
[Am] Spilling my guts with the [G] Bowery Bums is the [D] only love I've ever known
[Am] Except for the stage, which I [G] also call home, when [D] I'm not
[Am] Servin' up God in a [G] burnt coffee pot for the [D] triad
[Am] Hello, it's the most famous [G] woman you know on the [D] iPad
[Am] Calling from beyond the [G] grave, I just wanna say, [D] "Hi, Dad"
Chorus 2
I've been [C] tearing up town in my [D] fucking white gown
Like a [Em] goddamn near socio[C] path
[C] Shaking my ass is the [D] only thing that's
Got this [Em] black narcissist off my [C] back
She [C] couldn't care less, and I [D] never cared more
So there's [G] no more to [D/F#] say about [C] that
Except [C] hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman like [D/F#] me to have
[C] Hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman with [D/F#] my past
Verse 3
There's a [Am] new revolution, a [G] loud evolution that [D] I saw
[Am] Born of confusion and [G] quiet collusion of [D] which mostly I've known
A [Am] modern day woman with a [G] weak constitution, 'cause [D] I've got
[Am] Monsters still under my [G] bed that I could never [D] fight off
A [Am] gatekeeper carelessly [G] dropping the keys on my [D] nights off
Chorus 3
I've been [C] tearing around in my [D] fucking nightgown
Twenty- [Em] four seven Sylvia [C] Plath
[C] Writing in blood on your [D] walls
'Cause the ink in my [Em] pen don't look good in my [C] pad
They [C] write that I'm happy, they [D] know that I'm not
But at [G] best, you can [D/F#] see I'm not [C] sad
But [C] hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman like [D/F#] me to have
[C] Hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman like [D/F#] me to have
Outro
[C] Hope is a dangerous [G] thing for a woman like [D/F#] me to have
But [C] I have [G] it, yeah, [D/F#] I have it
Yeah, [C] I have [G] it, [D/F#] I have [C]
