Taylor Swift - The lakes

^C Is it ^Emromantic how all ^Dmmy elegies ^{Am Am/B}eulogize me? ^C I'm not cut ^Emout for all these ^Dmcynical clones These ^{Am Am/B}hunters with cell phones

^Em Take me to the lakes, where all ^Fthe poets went to die I don't ^Ambelong and, my beloved, neither do ^G/Byou ^Em Those Windermere peaks look ^Flike a perfect place to cry I'm setting ^Goff, but not without my muse

^C What should be ^Emover burrowed ^Dmunder my skin In ^Amheart-stopping waves ^Am/Bof hurt ^C I've come too ^Emfar to watch some ^Dmnamedropping sleaze Tell me ^Amwhat are my ^Am/Bwords worth

^Em Take me to the lakes, where all ^Fthe poets went to die I don't ^Ambelong and, my beloved, neither do ^G/Byou ^Em Those Windermere peaks look like ^Fa perfect place to cry I'm setting ^Goff, but not without my muse

^CI want auroras and ^Emsad prose ^DmI want to watch ^Amwisteria grow right ^Cover my bare feet ^Em Because I haven't moved ^Dmin years ^AmAnd I want you right here ^C A red rose grew up out of ^Emice frozen ground With ^Dmno one around to ^Amtweet it ^C While I bathe in ^Emcliffside pools With my ^Dmcalamitous love and ^Aminsurmountable grief

^Em Take me to the lakes, where all the ^Fpoets went to die I don't ^Ambelong and, my beloved, neither do ^G/Byou ^EmThose Windermere peaks look like a ^Fperfect place to cry I'm setting ^Goff, but not without my muse No, not without ^Cyou