Chord Trying On Shoes

Intro : F      G      Am  Em
        ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah

                Am
don't know what country i'm in,
      C                   F
but i know how i'm feelin'..
(my body's always right)
         Am
i knew i must've dropped my diary
       C                F
in the pool for a reason..
             Dm
(erased your every line)

           Am
did you forget the kind of bitch
     C                    F
with whom you were dealing..?
(if so, i can remind)
            Am
yeah, i can fall in love hard,
      C                  F
turn around and delete it.. (so i'm)

Reff :
           Am                G
 tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
             Dm
 anything to make me a little less bitter
          G
 favorite blue, take a pretty picture
              C
 got you like, "fuck"
                 G/B
 you'll swear to God
 that i'm someone else

 F        G
  i can't stop
                                  Am
 you piss me off and i'll turn it out
         Em
 i can't stop

              Am
you roll your eyes at all my shows,
    C                 F
and God knows i see it..
(all i see is you)
          Am
i used to idolizе you, baby,
       C                F
took a year to reveal it..
         Dm
(and thе hard truth)

       Am
is i'm not what you need,
               C
it's hard to believe
                F
you need a girl that isn't me,
warming the seat
                      Am
stayin' at home, it's hard to compete
                 C
with someone i'm not
                      F
and someone that i'll never be (so i'm)

Reff :
           Am                G
 tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
             Dm
 anything to make me a little less bitter
          G
 favorite blue, take a pretty picture
              C
 got you like, "fuck"
                 G/B
 you'll swear to God
 that i'm someone else (yeah..)

 F        G
  i can't stop
                                  Am
 you piss me off and i'll turn it out
         Em
 i can't stop (oh..)

    F
and maybe i'm not the girl
that you thought (ah..)
   G
or maybe you loved me once, but forgot
(ah ah..)
    Am
so, baby, go back to puttin' up a front
Em
(mm, ah..)

    F
and guess i thought wrong
for thinkin' you'd wait, cause (oh..)
G
i don't move on at your type of pace and
(ah ah..)
Am
can we go back and talk at your place
    Em
just, just once..?

Reff :
           F
 tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
             G
 anything to make me less bitter
          Am
 favorite blue, take a pretty picture
              Em
 got you like, "fuck"
 you'll swear to God
                  F
 that i'm someone else

         G
 i can't stop
 you piss me off, yeah,
                Am
 i'm turning it out
         Em
 i can't stop

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===ORIGINAL CHORD===
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Intro : D#     F      Gm  Dm
        ah, ah ah, ah ah, ah

                Gm
don't know what country i'm in,
      A#                  D#
but i know how i'm feelin'..
(my body's always right)
         Gm
i knew i must've dropped my diary
       A#               D#
in the pool for a reason..
             Cm
(erased your every line)

           Gm
did you forget the kind of bitch
     A#                   D#
with whom you were dealing..?
(if so, i can remind)
            Gm
yeah, i can fall in love hard,
      A#                 D#
turn around and delete it.. (so i'm)

Reff :
           Gm                F
 tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
             Cm
 anything to make me a little less bitter
          F
 favorite blue, take a pretty picture
              A#
 got you like, "fuck"
                 F/A
 you'll swear to God
 that i'm someone else

 D#       F
  i can't stop
                                  Gm
 you piss me off and i'll turn it out
         Dm
 i can't stop

              Gm
you roll your eyes at all my shows,
    A#                D#
and God knows i see it..
(all i see is you)
          Gm
i used to idolizе you, baby,
       A#               D#
took a year to reveal it..
         Cm
(and thе hard truth)

       Gm
is i'm not what you need,
               A#
it's hard to believe
                D#
you need a girl that isn't me,
warming the seat
                      Gm
stayin' at home, it's hard to compete
                 A#
with someone i'm not
                      D#
and someone that i'll never be (so i'm)

Reff :
           Gm                F
 tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
             Cm
 anything to make me a little less bitter
          F
 favorite blue, take a pretty picture
              A#
 got you like, "fuck"
                 F/A
 you'll swear to God
 that i'm someone else (yeah..)

 D#       F
  i can't stop
                                  Gm
 you piss me off and i'll turn it out
         Dm
 i can't stop (oh..)

    D#
and maybe i'm not the girl
that you thought (ah..)
   F
or maybe you loved me once, but forgot
(ah ah..)
    Gm
so, baby, go back to puttin' up a front
Dm
(mm, ah..)

    D#
and guess i thought wrong
for thinkin' you'd wait, cause (oh..)
F
i don't move on at your type of pace and
(ah ah..)
Gm
can we go back and talk at your place
    Dm
just, just once..?

Reff :
           D#
 tryin' on shoes, puttin' on glitter
             F
 anything to make me less bitter
          Gm
 favorite blue, take a pretty picture
              Dm
 got you like, "fuck"
 you'll swear to God
                  D#
 that i'm someone else

         F
 i can't stop
 you piss me off, yeah,
                Gm
 i'm turning it out
         Dm
 i can't stop
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