🎸 Feels Like chords by Lucky Daye

🎸 Verse 1:
     C
So complicated
             Em   G
This should be plain and simple, yeah
        C
Don't have to say ****, hush
             Em
'Round and 'round and 'round we go
    G
At my tempo



🎸 Pre-Chorus:
       C
We're not supposed to be here
                   Em G
But I give you more than just somethin'
      C
You better focus more clear
                  Em G
'Cause we can't afford to break nothin'
🎸 Chorus:
           C        Em
It should feel like love whenever we touch
          Am
But we can't get stuck in the color of lust
           C   Em
Don't it feel like love, love?
       Am
Feels like love, love

🎸 Verse 2:
     C
Stimulated
              Em    G
Can't fight it 'cause we're gonna los?
    C
Manipulate me, baby
           Em     G
Make m? do what you want me to, to

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
       C
We're not supposed to be here
                   Em G
But I give you more than just somethin'
      C
You better focus more clear
                  Em G
'Cause we can't afford to break nothin'
🎸 Chorus:
           C        Em
It should feel like love whenever we touch
          Am
But we can't get stuck in the color of lust
           C   Em
Don't it feel like love, love?
       Am
Feels like love, love
           C        Em
It should feel like love whenever we touch
          Am
But we can't get stuck in the color of lust
           C   Em
Don't it feel like love, love?
       Am
Feels like love, love

🎸 Verse 3:
One, two, three
Fm
 Dearly departed
Gm
Last love died from broken, heartless
G#
Everybody out here love to start ****
I could see me in your new apartment
Fm
I could see three two kid departments
C#
Must be hell how we keep it sparkin'
Eb
See you doin' well and you still ain't lost it
Every single line, say you wanna cross it

🎸 Outro:
Fm           Gm
 You can cross that out with these SI diamonds
G#
 Red bottoms, cross that out
Fm    C#
 Uh, puppy
   Bb
Best guy in the world ever
Cross that out
Fm       Gm
Uh, faithful, loyal
               G#
You can cross all of these out
Uh, barbados
C#
London
Paris
            Eb
I think we done it all now
Or at least in my mind
Do what you wanna do, baby
Fm           Gm
 Don't stay gone too long
G#
 Oh
I need you now
    C#
Stick around
I'll take you to meet my uncle
Uncle Pernel
         Bb
We call him "PP Party," he the handicap rapper
He the coolest ************