These are Hits Different – Death By Taylor Swift A Thousand Cuts chords by on Piano, Ukulele, Guitar, and Keyboard.
[Intro]
G C G
[Verse]
G C
I washed my
hands of
G
us at the club
G C
You made a mess
G
of me
G C
I pictured you
G
with other
girls in love
G C
Then threw up on
G
the street
G C
Like waiting
G
for a bus,
that never shows
G C
You just start
G
walking on
G C
They say that if
G
it\'s right,
you know
G C
Each bar plays
G
our song
D
Nothing has ever
felt so wrong
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[Chorus]
G
Oh my, love
is a lie
C
Shit my friends
say to
G
get me by
C
It hits different, it
hits different this
time
Em
Catastrophic blues
C
Moving on was
always easy
Am
for me to do
It hits different,
D
it hits
different \'cause
it\'s you
G C G
\'Cause
it\'s you
G C G
[Refrain]
G D
My, my, my, my
Em G
My, my, my, my
C Em
My, my, my, my
Am D
My, my, my, my
[Verse]
G
I dress to
kill my
D
time, I take the
Bm C
long way home
I ask the traffic
lights if it\'ll
D
be alright, they say,
\"I don\'t know\"
G
And what once was
D
ours,
Bm C
is no one\'s now
I see you everywhere,
the only
D
thing we share is this
small town
G
You said it was a
D
great love,
Bm C
one for the ages
But if the story\'s
over, why am I
D
still writing pages?
[Chorus]
G
\'Cause saying
goodbye is
D Em
death by a thousand cuts
G
Flashbacks waking me up
C
I get drunk,
but it\'s
Em
not enough
Am
\'Cause the morning
comes
D
and you\'re not
my baby
G
I look through the
D Em
windows of this love
G
Even though we boarded
them up
C
Chandelier still
Em
flickering here
Am
\'Cause I can\'t pretend
D
it\'s okay when
G
it\'s not
D
No its not
It\'s death by a
Bm C D
thousand cuts
Trynna find a
part of me
G
that you didnt touch
[Bridge]
G C
I find the artifacts,
G
cried over a hat, cursed
the space that I needed
G C
I trace the evidence,
G
make it make some sense,
why the wound is still
bleeding
G C
You were
the one that I
G
loved, don\'t need
another metaphor it\'s
simple enough
G
A wrinkle in time
C
like the
G
crease by your eyes
G
This is why they
shouldn\'t
kill off the main guy
G C G
Dreams of your
hair and your stare
and sense of belief
C G
In the good in
the world, you once
believed in me
C G
And I felt you
and I held you for
a while
C
Bet I could still
melt your
G
world, argumentative,
antithetical dream girl
G
My heart, my hips,
D
my body, my love
Tryna find a
part of me
Bm C
that you didn\'t touch
Gave up on me like I
D
was a bad drug
Now I\'m searching
for signs i
G
n a haunted club
Our songs, our films,
D
united we stand
Our country, guess it
Bm C
was a lawless land
Quiet my fears at the
D
touch of your hand
Paper cut stings
from our
G
paper-thin plans
My time, my wine,
my spirit,
D
my trust
Tryna find a part
of me you d
Bm C
idn\'t take up
Gave you too much
but it
D
wasn\'t enough
But I\'ll be alright,
it\'s just a
G D Em D
thousand cuts
G C G D
[Verse]
G C
I heard your
key turn
G
in the door down
D
the hallway
G C
Is that your
key
G
in the door?
D
Is it okay?
G C G
Is it you?
Or have they
come to
G C
take me away?
G
To take
me awayyyyyyy
[Chorus]
C
Shit my friends say
G
to get me by
C
It hits different,
it
hits different this
time
Em
Catastrophic blues
C
Moving on was always
Am
easy for me to do
D
It hits different, it
hits different \'cause
it\'s you
G
Oh my, love is a lie
C
Shit my friends say
to get me
G
by (It hits different
\'cause it\'s you)
C
(\'Cause it\'s you)
Em
Catastrophic blues
C
Moving on was always
Am
easy for me to do
D
It hits different, it
hits different \'cause-
[Chorus]
G D
Saying goodbye is death
Em
by a thousand cuts
G
Flashbacks waking
me up
C
I get drunk, but
Em
it\'s not enough
Am
\'Cause the morning
comes
D
and you\'re not my
baby
G
I look
through the
D Em
windows of this love
Even though we
G
boarded
them up
C
Chandelier still
Em
flickering here
Am
\'Cause I can\'t
pretend
D
it\'s okay when
G
it\'s not
D
No its not
It\'s death by a
Bm C D
thousand cuts
[Post-Chorus]
No, trynna find a
part of
me that you didnt
G
touch
D
My body, my love,
Bm C
my trust
D
But it wasn\'t enough,
it wasn\'t enough,
no, no
[Outro]
G
I dress to
kill my
D
time, I take the
Bm C
long way home
I ask the traffic
lights if it\'ll
D
be alright,
they say,
G
\"I don\'t know\"
