Conversations With Strangers chords by Caitlin Cook
Guitar chords with lyrics
- Difficulty: Beginner 👶
Key: D
* = single strum
Intro:
D D A G Gm Gm D D
Verse 1:
D A G Gm D
I like writing on walls, fuck you society, Dan
D A G Gm D
Dan, this is actually a door, not a wall. Regards, Society
D A G
Follow your dreams
Gm D
I literally only have nightmares
D A G Gm
Question everything
D*
Why?
Bm A G D A Bm A E*
Yo, girl, on a scale of 1 to America, how free are you tonight?
N.C.
(That's a great line, but underneath it somebody wrote)
G A D D A G Gm Gm D D
Germany 1942
D A G Gm D
Do you idealize the past? Or see it as broken? Why?
D A G Gm Gm D
Dude, I'm just tryna take a shit
D A G
The chamber of secrets has been opened
D
Then close your legs
D A G Gm
The future is in your hands
D*
My dick is the future?
Bm A G D A Bm A E*
If Harry Potter taught us anything, it's that nobody deserves to live in the closet
N.C.
(That's such a sweet thought, but underneath it someone wrote)
G A D D A G Gm Gm D D
Except R. Kelly
Chorus:
Bm A G D
Holy water, holy shit
Bm A G D
Is this as good as it's ever gonna get?
Bm A G D
Conversations with strangers that I have never met
Bm A G*
And I will never meet in the future
N.C. D D A G Gm Gm D D
My dick is the future?
Verse 2:
D A G Gm D
Cocaine is like a super hot girlfriend with perfect tits
D A G Gm D
That's mean to you all the time, and fucks other dudes
D A G
Stop white hipsters
Gm D
Laugh out loud? Please explain how
D A G
Tom loves my Shaft
Gm D
DVD with bonus features
Bm A G D A Bm A E*
When I'm alone, I like to fill the bathtub with tomato sauce and pretend that I'm a meatball, don't judge me
N.C.
(But underneath that, understandably, someone wrote)
G A D D A G Gm Gm D D
Dude, we're totally judging
D* A* G* Gm* D*
The largest eggs in the world are laid by sharks
D* A* G* Gm* D
The largest woman in the world is laid by your dad
D A G
I fucked your mom!
Gm D
Shut up dad, you're drunk
D A G
Open books, not legs, blow minds, not boys
Gm D
Why can't I do both?
Bm A G D A Bm A E*
"Big tits can't make up for a small ass, but a big ass can make up for small tits"
N.C.
(And then someone put quotes around it and ascribed it to)
G A D D A G Gm Gm D D
Abraham Lincoln
Chorus:
Bm A G D
Holy water, holy shit
Bm A G D
Is this as good as it's ever gonna get?
Bm A G D
Conversations with strangers that I have never met
Bm A G*
And I will never know if I meet in the future
N.C.
My dick is the future?
Outro:
D A G
For a good time call your mother for Sunday brunch, delightful
D A G D
For a good time call, your dad, he misses you
D A G
For a good time call 867-5309
D A G
For a good time call me Ishmael
D* A* G*
Good luck out there hu man
D* A* G*
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