Next Time chords by JESSIA

🎸 Intro:

C F Am   (x2)



🎸 Verse 1:
        C        F
I wasn't gonna say this but it seems to be the last
 Am
Thing I hold against you and I wanna make it past
 C               F
Hating every guy who plays guitar with curly hair
    Am
I'm a grown-ass woman, why the **** am I so scared?

🎸 Pre-Chorus:
  C     F   Am
Like your words cut me like razors from your teeth and
C      F     Am
 Your words ****** me so bad I'm still sorry that
🎸 Chorus:
C        F      Am
 I'm not your type (Oh-oh, oh)

Three years gone by, did I forget to mention
C       F      Am
 Almost your wife (Oh-oh, oh)

You run and hide if it's not ******' perfect
C             F
 Go and tell me that you hated every minute that
   Am
You took my clothes off and I let you inside
C               F
 Stupid boy, you take that **** down to your grave
       Am
'Cause your words hurt more than pain
      G           C  F Am
If you need advice, next time just lie, mhm

🎸 Verse 2:
          C         F
I hope your parents hear this so they see just who you are
     Am
'Cause I kept my mouth shut and I played my stupid part
   C                 F
But you don't get to say that "Oh, we just didn't work out"
       Am
While I'm crying on the floor, contemplating getting out and
🎸 Pre-Chorus:
C      F      Am
 Your words cut me like razors from your teeth
C      F     Am
 Your words ****** me so bad I'm still sorry that

🎸 Chorus:
C        F      Am
 I'm not your type (Oh-oh, oh)

Three years gone by, did I forget to mention
C       F      Am
 Almost your wife (Oh-oh, oh)

You run and hide if it's not ******' perfect
C             F
 Go and tell me that you hated every minute that
   Am
You took my clothes off and I let you inside
C               F
 Stupid boy, you take that **** down to your grave
       Am
'Cause your words hurt more than pain
      G           C  F Am
If you need advice, next time just lie,
       C  F Am
Next time just lie

🎸 Outro:
   F                 G
And you came out the good guy while I had to play pretend
      Am            G
That we're better off his exes
I'm okay with being friends
    F              G
But I hate your ******* guts, flew halfway around the world
      Am         C
Looked at rings in Italy, oh God we were so good
   F               G
But you don't do that ****, if you don't really mean it
     Am                      C  F G Am F G Am
Then you turn around and tell me that you didn't feel it, ooh, ooh
       C
Next time just lie