Growing Up Can Go To Hell chords by Marisa Maino

• Difficulty: Intermediate

Verse 1:
A
Looking at the older girls thinking they’re cool
Bm
Driving on their own in their carollas to school
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Thinking to myself I wanna be just like them
A
I’d fantasize about being old enough to date




Bm
He’d take me to the movies and make out with my face
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Getting grounded sneaking out cuz we’d always come home too late

Pre-chorus:
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Now I been there, and I’ve done that
                 A                   D
I burned through all my firsts too fast
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My younger self would be so sad
                  D
to hear me say that it wasn’t worth the wait


Chorus:
       A          E         Bm
I'd do anything to feel like a kid again
       A                            Bm               D
yeah, trampolines and hide and seek on weekends
          F#m            E                Bm          D
I used to race to finish popsicles before they melt
                   A          E                      Bm
But these days I’m lucky if I wake up and still like myself
        D
Growing old can go to hell



A   Bm  D
Mmmm Mmmm
  A    Bm                   D
Mmmm Growing up can go to hell, go to hell


Verse 2:
A
Sugar rushing, sleepovers and hilary duff
Bm
Sharing all our secrets and laughing like we’re drunk
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Remember when we didn’t need to do any drugs to have fun
A
Now I get my rocks off looking at zillow
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I used to make forts from blankets and pillows
F#m
20 dollar bill used to mean I was rich
N.C.
Now I’m older but still that’s true as shit


Chorus:
       A         Bm            F#m       D
I'd do anything to feel like a kid again
       A                Bm               F#m      D
yeah, trampolines and hide and seek on weekends
          F#m            E                Bm          D
I used to race to finish popsicles before they melt
                   A          E                 Bm
But these days I’m lucky if I wake up and still like myself
        D
Growing old can go to hell



A   Bm  D
Mmmm Mmmm
  A    Bm                   D
Mmmm Growing up can go to hell, go to hell


Pre-chorus:
           F#m                  E
Now I been there, and I’ve done that
                 A                 D
I burned through all my firsts too fast
           F#m               E
My younger self would be so sad
                          A          D
to hear me say I lost her along the way


Chorus:
       A          E         Bm
I'd do anything to feel like a kid again
       A                            Bm                Dm
yeah, trampolines and hide and seek on weekends
          F#m            E                Bm          D
I used to race to finish popsicles before they melt
                   A          E                      Bm
But these days I’m lucky if I wake up and still like myself
        D
Growing old can go to hell



A   Bm  D
Mmmm Mmmm
  A    Bm                   D
Mmmm Growing up can go to hell, go to hell