The Ancient Art Of Always Fucking Up chords by Lewis Capaldi

• Difficulty: Beginner

♫ Intro:

D A Bm G A


♫ Verse 1:
  D             A
If all mistakes were made in stone
          Bm
I'd build a wall so tall, you'd see for miles
  G       A          D
And every man and child would come to see
          A
Stand and laugh at me
           Bm
Like you would not believe and I can't blame them

♫ Pre-Chorus:
   G      A         F#m
It's kinda funny when you start to think about the kind of fool
  G                D
Who breaks his heart as often as the moon
         A
Shows its face to you
  F#m           G                  D
And I regret to say politely I'm the guy who'll more than likely lose
       A
Like I always do


♫ Chorus:
          D
So tell me are you running scared
              A
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
   Bm     F#m      G       A       D
Well, baby, I'm a master of the ancient art of always fucking up
        A
Everything I've ever loved
     Bm          F#m     G       A       D
'Cause I wrote the books, the study of the ancient art of always fucking up


♫ Verse 2:
  D            A
May I, have your attention, please?
         Bm
Step right up and see the most amazing
  G     A       D
The absolutely mind-inflaming show
             A
About a boy who sold his soul
              Bm
For a shot at love and gold
             G       A
And he almost made it but lost it on the way


♫ Pre-Chorus:
     F#m
The story goes, now he's the kind of fool
  G                D
Who breaks his heart as often as the moon
         A
Shows its face to you
  F#m           G                  D
And I regret to say politely I'm the guy who'll more than likely lose
       A
Like I always do


♫ Chorus:
          D
So tell me are you running scared
              A
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
   Bm     F#m      G       A       D
Well, baby, I'm a master of the ancient art of always fucking up
        A
Everything I've ever loved
   Bm        F#m
They fall from me like autumn leaves
  G       A        D            A
The wake I make it scattered with debris, of everything that could have been
     Bm          F#m     G       A       Bm
'Cause I wrote the books, the study of the ancient art of always fucking up


♫ Bridge:
          A         G
And I'm bleak by design, forget all my lines
          A
I've burned all my blessings more than half the time
Bm          A             G
 Been trapped in my ways, but I'm desperate to change
               A
So let me know if you'll stay


♫ Chorus:
          D
So tell me are you running scared
              A
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
   Bm     F#m      G       A       D
Well, baby, I'm a master of the ancient art of always fucking up
        A
Everything I've ever loved
     Bm          F#m     G       A       D
'Cause I wrote the books, the study of the ancient art of always fucking up