Bailey chords by The Valley

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Verse 1:
D
Desolate
F#m       E
Isolated in a crowd of friends
D
Innocent
F#m            E
So well again until the night ends


Pre-Chorus:
        D
And now she’s going, going, gone
 E
Left with her facade
     F#m      C#m
Got her heels halfway on
        D
When she goes back to where she’s from
    E        F#m
She’s barely holding on
           C#m
But she’s dancing on tables

Chorus:
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
          F#m
You think you’re funny but you’re not
     C#m
When the look is all you got
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
        F#m
You spend your Daddy’s credit card
     C#m
Then complain that money’s hard
      D
And your pictures compensate for the
 E
lack for your fun
     F#m        C#m
And you wonder why you’re alone
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
         Bm       C#m
You think you’re funny but you’re not
     F#m       E  E  D
When the look is all you got, Bailey


Verse 2:
D
Formulaic
 F#m          E
My calendar is just a book of poems
  D
So how are we playing?
     F#m
Are we running like kids?
    E
Are we over it?


Pre-Chorus:
        D
And now she’s going, going, gone
 E
Left with her facade
     F#m      C#m
Got her heels halfway on
        D
When she goes back to where she’s from
    E         F#m
She’s barely holding on
           C#m
But she’s dancing on tables


Chorus:
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
         F#m
You think you’re funny but you’re not
     C#m
When the look is all you got
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
         F#m
You spend your Daddy’s credit card
     C#m
Then complain that money’s hard
     D
And your pictures compensate for the
 E
lack for your fun
     F#m         C#m
And you wonder why you’re alone
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
         Bm       C#m
You think you’re funny but you’re not
     F#m       E  E  D
When the look is all you got, Bailey


Bridge:
          A    D
Thought we had it figured out
     A           D
Such a treacherous chase of a boy
            A    D
But Bailey, would you slow down?
F#m E  D
I can’t lie
          A    D
Bailey, nothing’s figured out
 A             D
Tracing the steps to your porch

And I can’t
 A
Can’t slow down now
 D
Can’t slow down now
  F#m E D
But I can try


Chorus:
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
         F#m
You think you’re funny but you’re not
     C#m
When the look is all you got
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
        F#m
You spend your Daddy’s credit card
     C#m
Then complain that money’s hard
     D
And your pictures compensate for the
 E
lack for your fun
     F#m         C#m
And you wonder why you’re alone
     D  E
Oh god, Bailey
         Bm       C#m
You think you’re funny but you’re not
     F#m       E  E  D
When the look is all you got Bailey