Zach Bryanගේ Messed Up Kid ගීතයට ගිටාර් කෝඩ්ස්

[Intro]
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D | A | Bm | Gmaj7/D 
D | A | Bm 
Gmaj7/D

[Verse 1]
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              D                                 A
Well I guess old men on the street prove that time really does fly
              Bm                                   Gmaj7/D
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls     love goodbyes
                 D                                  A
And I guess a black dress at a funeral means that life has one sting
                Bm                                Gmaj7/D
And I guess a girl like you lovin' me must mean, angels love anything
                       D
'Cause I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare

[Chorus (1)]
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A              Bm                            Gmaj7/D
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin' through your hair
                D
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
A          Bm                        Gmaj7/D
 Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
                D
I'm a messed up kid

[Verse 2]
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A Bm Gmaj7/D          D                          A
            Well my old man says I'm wild and my mama says I'm reckless
         Bm                         Gmaj7/D
And that color in your eyes reminds me     of East Texas

[Chorus (2)]
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                D
I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare
A               Bm                           Gmaj7/D
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin' through your hair
                D
I'm a messed up kid
A Bm Gmaj7/D          D
            Messed up kid with nothin to show
A           Bm                       Gmaj7/D
 Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
                D
I'm a messed up kid

[Break]
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A Bm Gmaj7/D               D
            And all this bullshit that I've been through

[Verse 3]
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            A
And all the hardships I've grown kin to
        Bm
Could take me around, leave me feelin' down
        Gmaj7/D
But you pick   me up every time
                       D
'Cause I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare

[Chorus (3)]
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A              Bm                            Gmaj7/D
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin' through your hair
                D
I'm a messed up kid with nothin to show
A           Bm                       Gmaj7/D
 Except a girl sayin' she'll be here everywhere I go
                D
I'm a messed up kid, nothin' to spare
A               Bm                           Gmaj7/D
 I'll turn a saint into a heathen with my hands     goin' through your hair
          D
Messed up kid

[Outro]
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A Bm Gmaj7/D          D                                A
            I guess old men on the street prove that time really does fly
              Bm                                  Gmaj7/D
And I guess pawn shop diamond rings proves that girls    love goodbyes
                D
I'm a messed up kid