Kiss Land chords by The Weeknd

The Weeknd - Kiss Land

Capo 3


Intro:

Em Am (4X)


[Verse 1]
    Em        Am         Em   Am
When I got on stage, she swore I was six feet tall

       Em              Am        Em     Am
But when she put it in her mouth she can't seem to reach my (ball, ball, ball)

Em             Am           Em           Am
Ballin' ain't an issue for me, I'll make a hundred stacks right back next week

     Em     Am            Em        Am
Do it all again, I'm faded off the wrong thing, the wrong thing

      Em   Am       Em    Am
And I'll admit baby, I'm a little camera shy

   Em          Am         Em     Am
But exceptions can be made baby, cause you're too damn fly

       Em  Am      Em      Am
For what it's worth, I hope you enjoy the show

        Em          Am
Cause if you're back here only takin' pictures

              Em   Am
You gon' have to take your ass home


[Bridge]
     Am          Em     Am     Em
Cause the only thing you're takin' is your clothes off baby

     Am               Em
Go 'head girl, strip it down, close your mouth

            E
I just wanna hear your body talk


[Hook]
Em
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)

  Am
Oh girl, don?t hold back, let it out

Em
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)

  Am
Oh girl, don?t hold back, let it out

Em
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)

Am
Don?t hold back, let it out

Em
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)
(Nothing is going to change my love for you)

Em (Sustain)
Don?t hold back


[Verse 2]
    Em              Am
You can meet me in the room where the kisses ain't free

Em           Am
You gotta pay with your body

      Em            Am
Not really into kisses leading into nothing

     Em            Am
I'm into shows every night, if you play your cards right

    Em            Am
I might fuck around, bring your whole crew on tour

Em          Am
Fuck around, turn you to my west coast girl

Em            Am
Until they book a show in NYC

   Em           Am
Gotta fly back east where the city don't sleep

Em  Am             Em  Am
Woah, I'm tryna finish all this potion

   Em      Am           Em   Am
Baby take your time, tryna sip it 'til the mornin'

       Em    Am             Em   Am
And if you're still up, I'm tryna fuck you in the mornin'

     Em       Am              Em         Am
Said I'm two days strong, and never sleep until it's mornin', until the morning

[Bridge]

[Hook]


Interlude:

Em Am (Slow Strums)

Em   Am Em (4X)


[Verse 3]

Em                  Am   Em            Am
I got a brand new place, I think I've seen it twice all year

Em                 Am      Em            Am
I can't remember how it looks inside, so you can picture how my life's been

Em                    Am  Em
I went from starin' at the same four walls for 21 years

     Am   Em
To seein' the whole world in just twelve months

         Em7
Been gone for so long I might have just found God

  Em                  Am
Well probably not, if I keep my habits up

Em                   Am
Probably not if I can't keep up with lovin'

Em                    Am
And I can't stand talkin' to brand new girls

   Em                        Am
Only bitches down to fuck when you shower them with ones

Em                   Am
Probably not if my niggas round them up

Em                  Am
Probably not if we take 'em to my spot

Em               Am   Em
Probably not if I tweak all day just to sleep at night


God damn I'm high

  Em
My doctor told me to stop

              Am
And he gave me something to pop

   Em                            Am
And I mix it up with some Adderall's and I wait to get to the top

   Em                          Am
And I mix it up with some alcohol and I pour it up in a shot

Em                       Am
I don't care about you, why you worried 'bout me?

Em                         Am
All I want is that smoke, give me all of that smoke

Em                                Am
Last week was my rough week, I'm still drippin' down from my nose

  Em                         Am
And I don't know how to drive, I make my driver get high

     Em                       Am
But If he goes under that 110, believe my driver get fired

  Em                      Am
And I don't got any friends, I got XO in my bloodwork

    Em
And I'm posted up down in Florida,

            Am
Ft. Lauderdale to that MIA

Em
Cold drinks with Grand Marnier

               Am
To the break of dawn, Kahlua milk

Em
White Russian when the sun hits

               Am
White Russians with tongue tricks

  Em
I like the feeling of tongue rings

                 Am
She like the way my whole tongue flip

  Em
She grind hard for tuition

               Am
She grind hard til' her teeth chip

 Em
I make her hide it with gold grills

                Am
I make her suck it with gold grills

    Em
In the back room of the VIP

She don't ever sleep?

[Outro]
      Am     Em
This ain't nothing to relate to (x4)

      Em
Even if you tried, you tried, you tried

Am  Em
You tried, you tried, you tried

Am  Em
You tried, you tried, you tried

Am  Em
You tried, you tried, you tried


This is the title track off the album Kiss Land and is produced by Silky Johnson.