Аккорды Alex Arthur - It Is What It Is

CAPO: 1st FRET

[Intro]
G    Em7    C    C    G

[Verse]
    G           Em7
Pretend I ain't bother
               C     C    G
By calling it quits

                   Em7
My phone's blowing up
                      C    C    G
It don't care that it is

                Em7             C       C    G
And I'll pick a bottle over my friends
               Em7              C    C
And pray for a moment I see an end

[Pre-Chorus]
  Am7                       C
I poison my bloodstream to block out the way
     Am7                         C
This half broken heart it still does me this way

[Chorus]
          G      Em7
And I'll take it slow
 C
Bottle by bottle still know I'm alone
          G       Em7
And just one last pour
     C
'Til I hit the limit black out on the floor

       Am7                 C
And tomorrow I'll do it again
    Am7
And you'll still hate me
   C                 G    Em7
I guess it s what it is

              C    C    G
It is what it is

[Verse]
            Em7                    C    C    G
Stopping myself from heading your way
                     Em7           Em          C     C    G
It's something 'bout whiskey that doubles the shame

                  Em                    C     C    G
And you block my number and blasted my name
                 Em                     C     C
And you still believe that I'm only to blame

[Pre-Chorus]
   Am                       C
I poison my bloodstream to not feel the pain
      Am                         C
This half broken heart it still drove you away

[Chorus]
          G      Em
And I'll take it slow
 C
Bottle by bottle still know I'm alone
          G        Em
And just one last pour
     C
'Til I hit the limit black out on the floor

       Am                  C
And tomorrow I'll do it again
    Am
And you'll still hate me
   C                 G    Em
I guess it s what it is

              C    D
It is what it is

[Chorus]
          A      F#m
And I'll take it slow
 D
Bottle by bottle still know I'm alone
          A       F#m
And just one last pour
     D
'Til I hit the limit black out on the floor

       Bm                  D
And tomorrow I'll do it again
     Bm
And you'll still hate me
   D                  A
I guess it is what it is