Tate McRae - Chaotic

I have this ^F/Bbparalyzing fear that I'll maybe go ^F/Dnowhere But God for^F/Cbid me ^Cever admitting I could be scared And I can't ^F/Bbstand my friends right now, we got nothing in ^F/Dcommon But being l^F/Conely's ^Cworse than just having friends that don't care

You said it ^F/Bblooks like I've been ^F/Dgoing through hell ^F/CHow did you know? How could you tell? ^F/BbAsk me to ex^F/Dplain myself,^F/C well

I'm trying my ^F/Bbbest here to be brutally ^F/Dhonest Nobody said ^F/Cchanging would be this exhausting A foot on the ^F/Bbbreak 'cause it's been making me ^F/Dcarsick F/C N.C. How could you blame me? Growing up is chaotic

Don't wanna ^F/Bbsay it but I really think that I ^F/Dmiss him It might seem ^F/Cstupid ^Cbut I still look through all of our texts Who knew that ^F/Bbwanting someonе could ever make mе ^F/Dthis desperate Don't think I'll ^F/Cdo that again, no

You said it ^F/Bblooks like I've been ^F/Dgoing through hell ^F/CHow did you know? How could you tell? ^F/BbAsk me to ex^F/Dplain myself,^F/C well

I'm trying my ^F/Bbbest here to be brutally ^F/Dhonest Nobody said ^F/Cchanging would be this exhausting A foot on the ^F/Bbbreak 'cause it's been making me ^F/Dcarsick F/C N.C. How could you blame me? Growing up is chaotic

And ^Gmmaybe I'm just blowing all this ^Bbshit up in my head ^DmBut I can't help it, ^Fno, I can't help it ^GmFooling myself thinking that I'll ^Bbnever love again ^DmGoddamn I felt it, ^FI really felt it ^GmMaybe I'm just blowing all this ^Bbshit up in my head ^DmBut I can't help it, ^Fno, I can't help it ^GmSpending too much time on things I ^Bbknow that I'll forget ^DmBut damn I felt it ^{F C}

I'm trying my ^F/Bbbest here to be brutally ^F/Dhonest Nobody said ^F/Cchanging could be this exhausting A foot on the ^F/Bbbreak 'cause it's making me ^F/Dcarsick How could you ^Cblame me?