Olivia Rodrigo - The exception

Your ^Chand on my leg under the oil painting sky Wind ^Em/Bblowing through our hair on the 405 And ^Amtraffic's at a standstill, it's LA, what'd you expect We're ^Flistening to Zeppelin, you're kissing my neck

You ^Ccradle me in your arms in the dark, in the back We're ^Em/Blooking at the stars, the moon is the cheshire cat And your ^Amparents can probably see from the window They ^Fsay "they're just kids", well, what the hell do they know

^CScared, I love you so much I'm ^Em/Bscared 'Cause they ^Amsay young love's a ^Gloss or it's a ^Fless^Gon ^CHere, I always wanna be ^Em/Bhere My ^Amheart is telling ^Gme we're gonna ^Fbe ^Gthe exception