CHORDS: Taylor Swift – My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys Chords

These are My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys chords by Taylor Swift on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
[Verse 1]
                F    
Oh, here we go again,
                   Am
 the voices in his head
                 Em 
Call the rain to end 
             F
our days of wild
The sickest army doll
                  Am
 purchased at the mall
            Em  
Rivulets descend 
            F
my plastic smile
F                     
But you should\'ve seen
             G
 him when he first got me

[Chorus]
F      C          
 My boy only breaks
               G      Em
 his favorite toys, toys
F         C              
 I\'m queen of sand castles
        G       Em
 he destroys, ohh, ohh
F
 \'Cause it fit too right
C
 Puzzle pieces in 
the dead of night
G                  
 Should\'ve known it
                        Em
 was a matter of time, ohh
F      C          
 My boy only breaks 
               G      Em
his favorite toys, ohh

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[Verse 2]
F            Am
 There was a littany
of reasons why
   Em
We could\'ve play for
 keeps this time
  F
I know I\'m just
 repeating myself
                  Am
Put me back on my shelf, 
but first
Pull the string and
       Em
 I\'ll tell you
That he runs because 
    F
he loves me
Because you should\'ve
                  G
 seen him when he first
 saw me

[Chorus]
F      C           
 My boy only breaks 
              G      Em
his favorite toys, toys
F         C              
 I\'m queen of sand castles 
        G       Em
he destroys, ohh, ohh
F
 \'Cause I knew too much
C
 There was danger in 
the heat of my touch
G                
 He saw forever so
                     Em
 he smashed it up, ohh
F      C              
 My boy only breaks his
           G      Em
 favorite toys, ohh

[Post-Chorus]
F C
   Once I fix me
G Em
   He\'s gonna miss me
F C
   Once I fix me
G Em
   He\'s gonna miss me

[Bridge]
 C                 G
 Just say \"when\" I play again
        Dm            
 He was my best friend 
 F
down at the sandlot
   C                
 I felt more when we
 G
 played pretend
           Dm
 Than with all these
 Kens cars
 F                    C
 He took me out of my box
 G                 Dm
 Stole my tortured heart
 F             
 Left all these 
        C
broken parts
 G                  Dm
 Told me I\'m better off
         F
 But I\'m not, I\'m not
I\'m not

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