Bullseye Lucy Dacus

Bullseye

Lucy Dacus

Seth

171
0:00 3:14
Accordage Standard (E A D G B E)
Signature rythmique 4/4
Tonalité: Ab
Capo:
Case 1
Rythmique 1

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Paroles

[Verse 1]
G
Heard you got a job as a mailman
                 Am                       C
I heard you're playin' around in a couple of bands
               Em
Wish I could come to the show,
        G
but I understand
             C
Can't just walk in like any other fan

[Pre-Chorus]
      Am                 Em               C
But I always loved the way you played guitar
              Am
You've got style,
           C
no one's doin' it like you are

[Verse 2]
G   G
 In many European cities,
there's a bridge
      Am                      C
Where lovers put locks on the rails
                  Em                    G
And throw their keys into the river beneath
          C
We were two such suckers

[Pre-Chorus]
        D                                      C
But the metal weighs down the bearings and the city has to
cut the bolts
          Am
If our spell wore off,
   C
maybe it's all their fault

[Chorus]
G        Em               G
 You're a  bullseye, and I aimed right
     Am
I'm a  straight shot,
        C
you're a grand prize
      Em                  G
It was  young love, it was dumb luck
   Am
Holdin' each other so tight,
we got stuck

[Verse 3]
C          G
 I'll miss borrowin' your books to read your notes in the
margin
Am                      C
  The closest I came to readin' your mind
    Em                            G
The answers to the questions only made more questions
C
 I hope you're never fully satisfied

[Pre-Chorus]
      D                              C
But I wanted to be there the day you figured it all out
           Am      C
Whoever is,  I hope they're proud

[Chorus]
G        Em               G
 You're a  bullseye, and I aimed right
     Am
I'm a  straight shot,
        C
you're a grand prize
      Em                  G
It was  young love, it was dumb luck
   Am
Holdin' each other so tight, we got stuck,
  C
oh

[Break]
             | G  |
| - | Am | C | Em |
| G | C  | - |

[Bridge]
G
Found some of your stuff at the new house
              Am                   C
Packed it on accident when I was movin' out
            Em                             G
Probably wrong to think of them as your gifts to me
            C
More like victims of my sentimentality
Man,
   G
it's hard to quit while you're ahead
              Am                  C
Lettin' the bestlaid plans become empty threats
    Em              G
But I meant every word I said,
C
 when I said it

[Outro]
    D                               C
The world that we built meant the world to me
                 Am
When one world ends,
              C
the other worlds keep spinnin'

Mesures

[Verse 1]
| G  | - | Am | C |
| Em | G | C  | - |

Heard you got a job as a mailman
I heard you're playin' around in a couple of bands
Wish I could come to the show,
but I understand
Can't just walk in like any other fan

[Pre-Chorus]
| Am | Em | C | - |
| Am | C  |

But I always loved the way you played guitar
You've got style,
no one's doin' it like you are

[Verse 2]
         | G  | - |
| G  | - | Am | C |
| Em | G | C  | - |

In many European cities,
there's a bridge
Where lovers put locks on the rails
And throw their keys into the river beneath
We were two such suckers

[Pre-Chorus]
| D  | - | C | - |
| Am | C |

But the metal weighs down the bearings and the city has to
cut the bolts
If our spell wore off,
maybe it's all their fault

[Chorus]
             | G  - | - - |
| Em - | G - | Am - | C - |
| Em - | G - | Am - | - - |
| -  - | -

You're a  bullseye, and I aimed right
I'm a  straight shot,
you're a grand prize
It was  young love, it was dumb luck
Holdin' each other so tight,
we got stuck

[Verse 3]
          C  | - - | - G  |
| - - | - Am | - C | - Em |
| - G | - C  | - - | -

I'll miss borrowin' your books to read your notes in the
margin
The closest I came to readin' your mind
The answers to the questions only made more questions
I hope you're never fully satisfied

[Pre-Chorus]
                      D  |
| - - | - C | - - | - Am |
| - C | -

But I wanted to be there the day you figured it all out
Whoever is,  I hope they're proud

[Chorus]
          G  | - - | - Em |
| - G | - Am | - C | - Em |
| - G | - Am | - - | - -  |
| - - | C -  | - - |

You're a  bullseye, and I aimed right
I'm a  straight shot,
you're a grand prize
It was  young love, it was dumb luck
Holdin' each other so tight, we got stuck,
oh

[Break]
             | G  |
| - | Am | C | Em |
| G | C  | - |

[Bridge]
             | G  |
| - | Am | C | Em |
| G | C  | - | G  |
| - | Am | C | Em |
| G | C  | - |

Found some of your stuff at the new house
Packed it on accident when I was movin' out
Probably wrong to think of them as your gifts to me
More like victims of my sentimentality
Man,
it's hard to quit while you're ahead
Lettin' the bestlaid plans become empty threats
But I meant every word I said,
when I said it

[Outro]
            | D  |
| - | C | - | Am |
| C |

The world that we built meant the world to me
When one world ends,
the other worlds keep spinnin'

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