Blondes

INTRO [4 BAR]

C/G G Em *2

D#/B B Gm

VERSE 1 [7+1 BAR]

C/G G
I can’t help but compare myself
Em C/G
To every other girl that’s on your arm

Have to prepare myself

Always living in the calm
before the storm
And everything we are is everything I lost
Maybe I had you but I just can’t count the cost

VERSE 2 [7+1 BAR]

C/G
It seemed so simple,
G Em
Guess it always seemed so perfect at the start
You won’t be vulnerable
But you play the broken boy with broken hearts
Don’t pretend to love me just to get between my sheets
When you’ll say it to some other girl next week.

PRE - CHORUS [ ]

Em-G C/G
And I try to keep myself together
Em-G C/G
But then you come, changing with

the weather.

And I cry.

CHORUS [ ]

I guess blondes are just your type.

C/G. G
Vibrant and vulnerable.
Em
Beautiful, emotional.

Fitzgerald green and ocean blue

eyes.

Magical and malleable

Fragile and fuck-able
A
You wouldn’t change however hard I tried
I guess blondes are just your type.

C/G G Em *2

C/G. G. Em
We both attend my funeral, and say goodbye to the girl I used to be.
You in the same suit that you showed up in late to my party
You’re passionate and passive, always hot and cold.
We reread the same old chapters now the stories getting old.

Em. G
And I try to keep myself together
C/G. Em
But then you come back, and
G. C/G
maybe I’ll be better this time.

I guess blondes are just your type.

Vibrant and vulnerable.
Beautiful, emotional.
Fitzgerald green and ocean blue eyes.
Magical and malleable
Fragile and fuck-able
You wouldn’t change however hard I tried
I guess blondes are just your type.

G. Em
And your so sick of the attention,
C/G. C
Well babe I thought I’d mention
G. Em. C/G
You bring it on yourself I’m trying to
C
find my way through hell
And all my fragile compromise
Break my heart with the way you lied
The come and gone September
Don’t tell me you don’t remember.
Now we’re through
And you’re on somebody new

I guess blondes are just your type.

Vibrant and vulnerable.
Beautiful, emotional.
Fitzgerald green and ocean blue eyes.
Magical and malleable
Fragile and fuck-able
You wouldn’t change however hard I tried
I guess blondes are just your type.