Cruel Summer Chords | Taylor Swift

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Intro
G 
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Verse 1
C 
Fever dream high  
D 
in the quiet of the night
 
You  
Bm 
know that I caught it  
Em 
(oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)
C 
Bad, bad boy,  
D 
shiny toy with a price
 
You  
Bm 
know that I bought it  
Em 
(oh yeah, you’re right, I want it)
Pre-Chorus 1
 
Killing me  
C 
slow, out the  
D 
window
 
I’m always waiting  
Bm 
for you to be waiting  
Em 
below
 
Devils roll the  
C 
dice, angels roll their eyes
 
What doesn’t  
D 
kill me makes me want you more
Chorus 1
 
And it’s  
G 
new, the shape of your body
 
It’s  
Bm 
blue, the feeling I’ve got
 
And it’s  
Em 
ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
 
It’s a  
C 
cruel 
 
summer

 
It’s  
G 
cool, that’s what I tell ’em
 
No  
Bm 
rules, unbreakable heaven
 
But  
Em 
ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
 
It’s a  
C 
cruel summer, with  
G 
you
Verse 2
C 
Hang your head low  
D 
in the glow of the vending  
Bm 
machine
 
I’m not buying (oh  
Em 
yeah, you’re right, I want it)
 
You  
C 
say that we’ll just  
D 
screw it up in these trying  
Bm 
times
 
We’re not trying (oh  
Em 
yeah, you’re right, I want it)
Pre-Chorus 2
 
So cut the  
C 
headlights, summer’s  
D 
 
knife
 
I’m always waiting  
Bm 
for you just to cut  
Em 
to the bone
 
Devils roll the  
C 
dice (dice), angels roll their eyes (eyes)
 
And if I  
D 
bleed, you’ll be the last to know
Chorus 2
 
Oh it’s  
G 
new, the shape of your body
 
It’s  
Bm 
blue, the feeling I’ve got
 
And it’s  
Em 
ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
 
It’s a  
C 
cruel 
 
summer

 
It’s  
G 
cool, that’s what I tell ’em
 
No  
Bm 
rules, unbreakable heaven
 
But  
Em 
ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
 
It’s a  
C 
cruel summer,  
AG) 
with 
 
you
Bridge
G 
I’m drunk in the back of the car
 
And I  
Bm 
cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh)
Em 
Said I’m fine, but it wasn’t true
 
I don’t  
C 
wanna keep secrets just to keep you
 
And  
G 
I snuck in through the garden gate
 
Every  
Bm 
night that summer just to seal my fate (oh)
Em 
And I screamed for whatever it’s worth
 
I  
C 
love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you ever  
A.C. 
heard?
He looks up, grinning like a devil
Chorus 3
 
It’s  
G 
new, the shape of your body
 
It’s  
Bm 
blue, the feeling I’ve got
 
And it’s  
Em 
ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
 
It’s a  
C 
cruel 
 
summer
 
It’s  
G 
cool, that’s what I tell ’em
 
No  
Bm 
rules, unbreakable heaven
 
But  
Em 
ooh-ooh ooh whoa-oh
 
It’s a  
C 
cruel summer,  
AG) 
with 
 
you
Outro
G 
I’m drunk in the back of the car
 
And I  
Bm 
cried like a baby coming home from the bar (oh)
Em 
Said I’m fine, but it wasn’t true
 
I don’t  
C 
wanna keep secrets just to keep you

 
And  
G 
I snuck in through the garden gate
 
Every  
Bm 
night that summer just to seal my fate (oh)
Em 
And I screamed for whatever it’s worth
 
I  
C 
love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you ever  
G 
heard?

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