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Lana Del Rey – Hope Is A Dangerous Thing
Verse 1:
Am
I was reading Slim Aarons
G D
And I got to thinking that I thought
Am
Maybe I'd get less stressed
G D
If I was tested less like all of these debutantes
Am G
Smiling for miles in pink dresses
D
And high heels on white yachts
Am G D
But I'm not, baby I'm not
Am G D
No, I'm not that, I'm not

Chorus 1:
C D
I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown,
Em C
Twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C D
Writing in blood on the walls 'cause the ink
Em C
In my pen don't work in my notepad
C D
Don't ask if I'm happy, you know
G D/F# C
That I'm not, but at best I can say I'm not sad
C G
'Cause hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman like me to have
C G
Hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman like me to have

Am G D
Am G D

Verse 2:
Am
I had fifteen-year dances,
G D
Church basement romances, yeah I've cried
Am G
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
D
Is the only love I've ever known
Am
Except for the stage
G D
Which I also call home when I'm not
Am G D
Servin' up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
Am G
Hello, it's the most famous woman
D
You know on the iPad
Am G
Calling from beyond the grave,
D
I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"

Chorus 2:
C D
I've been tearing up town in my fucking
Em C
White gown like a goddamn near sociopath
C D
Shaking my ass is the only thing
Em C
That's got this black narcissist off my back
C D
She couldn't care less and I never cared
G D/F# C
More so there's no more to say about that
C G
Except hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman like me to have
C G
Hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman with my past

Verse 3:
Am
There's a new revolution,
G D
A loud evolution that I saw
Am G
Born of confusion and quiet
D
Collusion of which mostly I've known
Am G
A modern day woman with a weak
D
Constitution 'cause I've got
Am G
Monsters still under my bed
D
That I could never fight off
Am G
А gatekeeper carelessly dropping
D
The keys on my nights off

Chorus 3:
C D
I've been tearing around in my fucking nightgown,
Em C
Twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C D
Writing in blood on your walls
Em C
'cause the ink in my pen don't look good in my pad
C D
They write that I'm happy, they know
G D/F# C
That I'm not but at best, you can see I'm not sad
C G
But hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman like me to have
C G
Hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman like me to have

Outro:
C G
Hope is a dangerous thing
D/F#
For a woman like me to have
C G D/F#
But I have it, yeah I have it
C G D/F# C
Yeah, I have it, I have

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