Grace Petrie - Black tie

^GWell it’s a jungle out there ^DThe year 2018, I didn’t t^A7hink We’d still be sorting babie^Cs into blue and p^Gink

^DWell I wonder what it means That the ^Amonly girls clothes that work for me Turn out to be ^Cboyfriend jeans

Well that’s fin^Eme Cause I declin^A7e A nar^Crow set of rules that just don’t w^Gork Cause these red lin^Emes They’re not mi^A7ne

And if ^Cyou need me you can find me iro^Gning my shirt [Pre Chorus] ^GCause I’m in black tie to^Bmnight Get a postcard to m^Emy Year 11 se^Clf in her year 11 hel^Gl Saying everything’s gonna be al^Bmright ^EmNo you won’t grow out of it y^Cou will find the clothes that fit

^GAnd the images that fucked y^Da Were a patriarchal structur^Eme And you never will surrend^Cer To a narrow view of gende^Gr And I swear there’ll come a d^Day When you won’t worry what they s^A7ay On the labels, on the do^Cors You will figure out what’s ^Gyours

A^Dnd it’s a bloody ^Gnightmare Tryna f^Dight the spread of bigotry and f^A7ear That’s^C uniting Piers Morg-an and Ger-maine ^GGreer

Yeah I ^Dwonder who it’s for When I ^A7dared to utter that trans lives matter ^CYeah and all I got was a TERF war.

^A7Well that’s fin^Eme Cause I decli^A7ne ^CYour narrow set of rules they just d^Gon’t work These red lin^Emes They’re not ^A7mine And i^Cf you need me you can find me ironing my shirt

^GCause I’m in black tie to^Bmnight Get a postcard to m^Emy Year 11 se^Clf in her year 11 hel^Gl Saying everything’s gonna be al^Bmright ^EmNo you won’t grow out of it y^Cou will find the clothes that fit

^GAnd the images that fucked y^Da Were a patriarchal structur^Eme And you never will surrend^Cer To a narrow view of gende^Gr And I swear there’ll come a d^Day When you won’t worry what they s^A7ay On the labels, on the do^Cors You will figure out what’s ^Gyours You will figure^D out what’s y^A7ours ^CAnd that it’s got ^GmNothing to d^Emo with fitting neatly in a ^A7box That was ^Cconstructed to make it seem L^Bmike people come in just two teams ^EmAnd anything that’s in between ai^Gn’t good enough ^DAnd you will l^Cove And you’ll be lo^Gved

^GAnd you’re in black tie tonig^Bmht Get a postcard to my^Em Year 11 se^Clf in her year 11 hell^G Darling everything’s gonna be al^Bmright ^EmNo you won’t grow out of it y^Cou will find the clothes that fit

^GAnd the images that fucked ^Dya Were a patriarchal structur^Eme No you never will surrender^C To that narrow view of g^Gender And there’s folks you’ve yet to me^Det

^A7And they’ve been waiting ju^Cst as long To hear someone sing this so^Gng And better days are on their w^Day When it won’t matter what they s^Emay On the labels, on the door^Cs You will figure out what’s yo^Gurs

^CAnd g^Dirl you’re gonna be so ha^Emppy ^CAnd g^Dirl you’re gonna be just ^Gfine ^CAnd g^Dirl you’re gonna be so ha^Emppy

^EmDown the line ^CDown the line

^D7(re^Gpe^Emat ^Cto^G f^Emade)