Аккорды T-Pain - On This Hill
Am Oh-ooh-whoa C Yeah, yeah Am Oh Ooh-ooh F Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Am C Hearts get broken worse on Saturdays Am F And baby, it's Friday night Am C I'll be honest, I've had sadder days Am F But for once in my life, this one ain't mine Dm Am And it's been a long, long time since I Fm F Had to be this guy So apologies ain't enough (mm) Dm Am I don't want no more lies this time F So promise me this time G You'll at least be a grown up Am C F And admit that it's been you G You can't manipulate me this time Am C I know that it's all because of you Am F Don't even try to change my mind Am G C Em F I'm tellin' you, I'll die on this hill Dm You can't talk me off the ledge Am And I just gotta lock you out my head Am G C Em F And baby, how do I love you still? Dm I am not the one who needs to be saved Am G So tell 'em come and dig my grave right here (right here, right here, right here, right here) Am F Right here on top of this hill, oh-oh Am F Right here on top of this hill, oh-oh (oh-whoa, oh-ooh-whoa) Am C Thought provokin' all of that stops today (stops today) Oh-ooh-whoa (oh) Am F Baby, you know it ain't right (it ain't right, no) Am C I don't wanna hear one word that you have to say (have to say) Am F Tonight's the night I finally turned off the gas light Dm 'Cause it's been a long, long time (long time) Am In a long, long time F Since I felt in control of my life Dm CAnd my God is always on time (on time) Am And my heart is on the line F But that's what happens when the blind leads the blind Am F And baby, it's all because of you (mm) Dm You can't manipulate me anymore Am I know that it's all been you F Ooh, baby, yeah, Don't even try to change my mind Am G C Em F I'm tellin' you, I'll die on this hill Dm You can't talk me off the ledge Am And I just gotta lock you out my head Am G C Em F And baby, how do I love you still? Dm I am not the one who needs to be saved Am G So tell 'em come and dig my grave right here (right here, right here, right here, right here) Am F Right here on top of this hill, oh-oh Am F Right here on top of this hill, oh-oh (oh-whoa, oh-ooh-whoa)
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