Fuck it I love you / The greatest Teclado

	  
Am                              F 
  I like to see everything in neon 
                    E7           Am 
Drink  lime green, stay up 'til dawn 
                       F         E7 
Maybe  the way that I'm living is killing me 

Am                                    F 
  I like to light up the stage with a song 
            E7            Am 
Do shit to keep me turned on 
                            F                E7        
But  one day I woke up like: Maybe  I'll do it differently 

     Am                                                        
So I moved to California‚ but it's just a state of mind 
             F                               E7 
It  turns out everywhere you go‚ you take yourself‚ that's not a lie 
Am 
Wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine 
    F            G      
It's killing me slowly 

C                       G 
  Dream a little dream of me 
                         Dm 
Make  me into something sweet 
                    F                    G 
Turn the radio on, dancing to a pop song 
                 Am 
Fuck it, I love you 
                 E7 
Fuck it, I love you 
                 Am 
Fuck it, I love you 
         F   G 
I really do 

Am                                 F 
  I used to shoot up my veins in neon 
                E7               Am 
And shit's even brighter; you're gone 
                       F 
So many things I would say to you 
  E7 
I want you 

    Am 
You moved to California, but it's just a state of mind 
             F 
And you know everyone adores you 
                             E7 
You can't feel it and you're tired 
      Am 
Baby‚ wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine 
         F           G 
But it's killing me slowly 

C                         G 
  Dream a little dream of me 
                          Dm 
Turn this into something sweet 
                   F                     G 
Turn the radio on, dancing to a pop song 

                 Am 
Fuck it, I love you 
                 E7 
Fuck it, I love you 
                 Am 
Fuck it, I love you  
         F   G 
I really do 

Am                                                        
It turns out California's more than just a state of mind 
          F                                                  E7   
I met you on the boulevard, wind through my hair, you blew my mind 
         Am                                                    
And if I wasn't so fucked up, I think I'd fuck you all the time 
(I really do) 
     F           G 
It's killing me slowly 

                        Am 
(Fuck it, I love you) I moved to California, but it's just a state of mind                            F 
(Fuck it, I love you) it turns out everywhere you go you take  
                       E7 
yourself, that's not a lie 
                      Am 
(Fuck it, I love you) wish that you would hold me or just say that you were mine 
                   F           G 
(I really do) it  killing me slowly 
  
                      Am                                          
(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my money on my mind 
                      F                   E7             
(Fuck it, I love you) chances in my vein, running out of time 
                      Am 
(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my money on my mind 
              F                   G 
(I really do) chances in my vein, running out of time 

                      Am               
(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my money on my mind 
                      F                   E7 
(Fuck it, I love you) chances in my vein, running out of time 
                      Am 
(Fuck it, I love you) California dreamin', got my money on my mind 
              F                   G 
(I really do) chances in my vein, running out of time 


Final Am  F  E7 
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