Highschool Sweethearts Tab de uke por Melanie Martinez (Acordes Barítonos)

# capo on 1st fret


[Chorus]
               Am
Can we just be honest?
                 Em
These are the requirements
                 Dm
If you think you can be my one and only true love
                    Am
You must promise to love me
                    Em
And damn it, if you fuck me over
        Dm
I will rip your fucking face apart


[Verse 1]
     Am
Step one
                     Em
You must accept that I'm a little out my mind
     Dm
Step two
Dm
This is a waste if you can't walk me down the finish line
     Am
Step three
                     Em
Give me passion, don't make fun of my fashion
      Dm
Step four
Dm
Give me more, give me more, more


[Pre-Chorus]
             Am
If you can't handle a heart like mine
Em
Don't waste your time with me
Dm
If you're not down to bleed, no, oh
              Am
If you can't handle the choking, the biting
    Em
The loving, the smothering
                          Dm
'Til you can't handle it no more, no more
 N.C.
Go home




[Chorus]
               Am
Can we just be honest?
                 Em
These are the requirements
                  Dm
If you think you can be my one and only true love
                    Am
You must promise to love me
                     Em
And damn it, if you fuck me over
        Dm
I will rip your fucking face apart


[Hook]
             Am                  Em
High school sweethearts, line up
Em
  They're trying to waste my time
             G
High school sweethearts, shut up
Dm
If you're not my type
             Am                  Em
High school sweethearts, line up
Em
  They're trying to waste my time
              G
High school sweethearts, shut up
 N.C.
If you're not my type



[Verse 2]
     Am
Step five
                       Em
You can't be scared to show me off and hold my hand
     Dm
Step six

If you can't put in work, I don't know what you think this fucking is
      Am                      Em
Step seven, this one goes to eleven
Dm
    If you cheat, you will die, die


[Pre-Chorus]
             Am
If you can't handle a heart like mine
Em
   Don't waste your time with me
Dm
   If you're not down to bleed, no, oh
             Am
If you can't handle the choking, the biting
    Em
The loving, the smothering
                         Dm
'Til you can't handle it no more, no more
  N.C.
Go home



[Chorus]
               Am
Can we just be honest?
                 Em
These are the requirements
                 Dm
If you think you can be my one and only true love
                     Am
You must promise to love me
                    Em
And damn it, if you fuck me over
       Dm
I will rip your fucking face apart


[Hook]
             Am                  Em
High school sweethearts, line up
Em
  They're trying to waste my time
              G
High school sweethearts, shut up
Dm
If you're not my type
              Am                  Em
High school sweethearts, line up
Em
  They're trying to waste my time
             G
High school sweethearts, shut up
Dm
If you're not my type


[Bridge]
 Am
Could you hold me through the night?
Em
Put your lips all over my mine
Dm
Salty face when I start cryin'
 Am
Could you be my first time?
Em
Eat me up like apple pie
 Dm
Make me not wanna die
Dm
Love me rough and let me fly
 Am
Get me up, yeah, get me high
Em
Tie me down, don't leave my side
 Dm
Don't be a waste of my time
*dramatic pause*

[Chorus]
                Am
Can we just be honest?
                 Em
These are the requirements
                  Dm
If you think you can be my one and only true love
                    Am
You must promise to love me
                    Em
And damn it, if you fuck me over
       Dm
I will rip your fucking face apart


[Hook]
              Am                  Em
High school sweethearts, line up
Em
  They're trying to waste my time
              G
High school sweethearts, shut up
Dm
If you're not my type
              Am                 Em
High school sweethearts, line up
Em
  They're trying to waste my time
             G
High school sweethearts, shut up
 N.C.
If you're not my type