Alessia Cara - My kind

[Ve^Ebrse^Bdim7 1] ^{Cm Cmmaj7/B} Do y^Ebou recall the days at ^Bdim7your old place? Playi^Cmng with Troll dolls to ^Cmmaj7/Bscare the kids away My cl^Eboset was a time machine^Bdim7, yours a stage I wis^Cmh we told those little^Cmmaj7/B girls they're gonna be okay Still^Eb picture it all in my ^Bdim7mind Makin^Cmg the campfire out of ^Cmmaj7/Bbroken flashlights Jealou^Ebs of your high tops 'c^Bdim7ause someone stole mine Wish s^Cmomebody would've told m^Cmmaj7/Be that would be alright

My ki^Ebnd of time's meant to ^Bdim7carelessly spend And ^Cmmy kind of nights are t^Cmmaj7/Bhe one's that don't end My ki^Ebnd of fun doesn't make^Bdim7 any sense And m^Cmy kind of love, you won^Cmmaj7/B't ever forget My kin^Ebd of time's meant to c^Bdim7arelessly spend And m^Cmy kind of nights are th^Cmmaj7/Be one's that don't end My ki^Ebnd of fun doesn't make^Bdim7 any sense And ^Cmmy kind of love, you wo^Cmmaj7/Bn't ever forget

Do yo^Ebu remember all the car^Bdim7toons at midnight? Like ^Cmthe one about the crass^Cmmaj7/B-humoured French guy And wh^Ebat about you, Mr. Poet^Bdim7ry? And w^Cmhat about all that we b^Cmmaj7/Built in just a couple weeks? Talkin^Eb' 'bout all of our fea^Bdim7rs through a cracked screen Picki^Cmng little fights over f^Cmmaj7/Balling asleep I wish^Eb you knew I loved you ^Bdim7when you knew you loved me Reall^Cmy wish I knew you soone^Cmmaj7/Br than my 20s

My kin^Ebd of time's meant to c^Bdim7arelessly spend And my^Cm kind of nights are the^Cmmaj7/B one's that don't end My kind^Eb of fun doesn't make a^Bdim7ny sense And my^Cm kind of love, you won'^Cmmaj7/Bt ever forget My kind ^Ebof time's meant to car^Bdim7elessly spend And my ^Cmkind of nights are the ^Cmmaj7/Bone's that don't end My kind o^Ebf fun doesn't make any^Bdim7 sense And my k^Cmind of love, you won't ^Cmmaj7/Bever forget

I'm a p^Ebroduct of the who's, w^Bdim7hen's, and how's Those ^Cmwho let go and those wh^Cmmaj7/Bo stuck around I wish ^Ebsomebody would've told^Bdim7 me I'd be here now 'Cause t^Cmhis kind of life is one^Cmmaj7/B to sing about (Oh yeah)

My kind ^Ebof time's meant to car^Bdim7elessly spend And my ^Cmkind of nights are the ^Cmmaj7/Bone's that don't end My kind o^Ebf fun doesn't make any^Bdim7 sense And my ^Cmkind of love, you won't^Cmmaj7/B ever forget My kind of^Eb time's meant to carel^Bdim7essly spend And my ^Cmkind of nights are the ^Cmmaj7/Bone's that don't end My kind of^Eb fun doesn't make any ^Bdim7sense And my k^Cmind of love, you won't ^Cmmaj7/Bever forget

[Outr^Ebo] ^Bdim7 My ki^Cmnd of love you, won't e^Cmmaj7/Bver forget ^{Eb Bdim7} Wish^Cm somebody would've told^Cmmaj7/B me that would be alright