Traitor chords by Zoe Wees

whole song: F Bm G#m

Intro:

F                                                             Bm
I could cut you off, no, I'm not doin' you a favor
G#m
Been around enough, so I know how to spot a traitor

Verse 1:
F
How can I feel lonely
                     Bm
With everyone around me?
                         G#m
It might not be on purpose
Are you greedy 'cause I'm famous?
                           F
But you don't really know me
                         Bm
You think my life is easy
                                G#m
I knew you'd let me down when
I needed you to ground me

Pre-Chorus:
                            F
Gave you what you like
                 Bm
I let you inside
                             G#m
Gave you what was mine
Second glass of wine
                           F
Even when you cry
                    Bm
It's all on my dime
                         G#m
Oh, and I'm so tired
Oh, I can't keep this up, girl

Chorus:
F
I could cut you off, no, I'm not doin' you a favor
Bm
Been around enough, so I know how to spot a traitor
G#m
A traitor, baby girl's a traitor
I could feed you shit and you would lick it out my hand, girl
F
You would sell my story for a couple hundred dollars
Bm
Usin' every inch of me so you can have the cover
G#m
Stranger, stranger girl's a danger
I could feed you shit and you would lick out my—

Verse 2:
Flip just like a switch
Turned out you were just like every other bitch
Getting lit, but you don't care about the cost
And the truth is you're so loyal 'til you're not
You look at me when they come running with the check (Ah)
I didn't work this hard to never get it back
And if you're thinkin' I'll be grievin' what we lost
You must be dumber than I thought

Pre-Chorus:
Gave you what you like
I let you inside
Gave you what was mine
Second glass of wine
Even when you cry
It's all on my dime
Oh, and I'm so tired
Oh, I can't keep this up, girl

Chorus:
I could cut you off, no, I'm not doin' you a favor
Been around enough, so I know how to spot a traitor
A traitor, baby girl's a traitor
I could feed you shit and you would lick it out my hand, girl
You would sell my story for a couple hundred dollars
Usin' every inch of me so you can have the cover
Stranger, stranger girl's a danger
I could feed you shit and you would lick out my— (Mm)