A-lister Chords

Verse 1: G I could reach for the stars, but once I get it, I want more Dm I can't fight love and war, so what's kissing you for? C Made my car red like Elvis, change his sheets back in Memphis Cm Grant all of my wishes, riches to riches G And one day I'll be bored with everything that I've got Dm Get out of fancy clothes right after they get the shot C Recreate scenes from "Titanic" on a flying bridge yacht Cm Just to feel something real 'cause you're gone, so I forgot Pre-chorus: G Dm I love this golden sunny West Coast scenеy plastic world C Cm I miss being a real girl, sure, but I'm not a rеal girl anymore

Chorus: C C G I met an actor last night, he called me a star D Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car C C G I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar D Sweet fake love all night, make me feel like a star G C D Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous C Never, ever on my wait list G C We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister D C I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister" Verse 2: G I'll be miserable after chasing what I don't want (What I don't want) Dm You'll draw the line there, I'll sniff it up (I'll sniff it up) C I'll post pictures of a private jet wing Cm I take a breath, have a movie set fling G Nobody says what they really mean Dm They don't stop acting when they're off-screen (When they're off-screen) C Cm But I'm fifty percent sure he's the real thing Pre-chorus: G Dm I love this golden sunny West Coast scenеy plastic world C Cm I miss being a real girl, sure, but I'm not a rеal girl anymore Chorus: C C G I met an actor last night, he called me a star D Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car C C G I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar D Sweet fake love all night, make me feel like a star G C D Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous C Never, ever on my wait list G C We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister D C I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister" Bridge: G Dm I'll sing this song until you're gone C Cm Neglect my life, attach myself to yours G Change my looks until I'm a blonde bore Dm I wanna wake up on my quiet street C With my mom next to me Cm And I'll be narrow, but you'll be brought up by my sister thinking about my A-lister Chorus: C C G I met an actor last night, he called me a star D Said he hates the spotlight, I hate his big red car C C G I like his LA place, he likes my bass guitar D Sweet fake love all night, make me feel like a star G C D Heartless, tasteless, nameless, famous C Never, ever on my wait list G C We're judgey and bitter, he flies on my sister D C I kiss her and whisper, "Look at my A-lister" Outro: G I could reach for the stars, but once I get it, it's a bore Dm C I can't fight love and war, so what's kissing you for? Cm What's kissing you for?