Taylor Swift - Hits Different - Babe

Intro: 
C F Am G 
C F Am G 

 
C           F           Am     G 
I washed my hands of us at the club 
C          F          Am    G 
You made a mess of me. 
C           F             Am       G 
I pictured you with other girls in love 
C             F            Am    G 
Then threw up on the street. 

C                  F        Am    G 
Like waiting for a bus that never shows 
C                    F    Am  G 
You just start walking on. 
C             F         Am       G 
They say that if its right, you know. 
C    F 
Each bar, plays our song 
Am               G 
Nothing has ever felt so wrong 
 

 
C 
Oh, my, love is a lie! 
F 
Shit my friends say to get me by. 
C 
It hits different, 
F 
It hits different this time. 
Am 
Catastrophic blues, 
G                             F 
Movin on was always easy for me to do. 
F 
It hits different 
G                              C   G 
It hits different, cause its you. 
F 
Cause its you. 
 

 

(single strum) 
C C F F F (pause) 
Am Am G G G 

C      F 
What a waste, 
Am          G                     C        F         Am G 
Takin down the pictures, and the plans we made, yeah. 
         C                F    Am           G 
And its strange how your face, doesnt look so innocent, 
C               F                             Am   G 
Your secret has its consequence, and thats on you, babe. 
 

 

C                F 
Break down every time you call, 
Am             G 
Were a wreck, youre the wrecking ball. 
C         F 
We said, No-one else, 
Am        G                 C    F   Am   G 
How could you do this, babe? 
 

 

                          C   F 
You really blew this, babe. 
Am               G                     C   F 
We aint getting through this one, babe. 
Am                     G 
This is the last time, ill ever call you 
 

 

C          F                       Am 
I find the artefacts, cried over a hat, 
             G 
Cursed the space that I needed. 
C           F                      Am 
I trace the evidence, make it make some sense, 
        G 
Why the wound is still bleeding. 
C                       F 
You were the one that I loved, 
      Am                          G 
Dont need another metaphor, its simple enough. 
  C          F              Am 
A wrinkle in time, like the crease by your eyes, 
                 G 
This is why they shouldnt kill off the main guy. 

C     F        Am             G 
Dreams of your hair, and your stare and sense of belief, 
         Am            F                          C      F 
In the good in the world, you once believed in me. 
        Am            G 
And I felt you, and I held you for a while, 
C                 F 
Bet I could still melt your world, 
Am             G 
Argumentative, Antithetical dream girl 
 

 

Am 
Since you admitted it, 
G 
I keep picturing. 
F 
Her lips on your neck, 
G 
I cant unsee it. 
Am 
I hate that because of you, 
G                      F 
I cant love you, babe. 
 

 
C      F 
What a shame, 
Am           G               C   F 
Didnt wanna be the one that got away 
 

 

C            F 
I heard your key turn in the door, 
Am       G 
Down the hallway. 
C             F          Am 
Was that your key in the door? 
G 
Is it okay? 
        C    F 
is it you? 
     Am      G                    C    F 
Or have they come to take me away? 
Am    G         C   F 
To take me awayyyyyyyyyyy 
 

 

Am             G 
You called but I wont hear it, 
C          F 
You said, No-one else. 
Am               G 
We aint getting through this one, babe. 
C            F 
I break down every time you call, 
Am             G 
Were a wreck, youre the wrecking ball. 
 

Outro: 

F 
It hits different. 
G                              C 
It hits different, cause its you. 

Outro: 

 C F 

           Am             G 
(What about your promises, promises).