FLETCHER - Attached To You Chords

[verse 1]
          A
I know my mom, she'd make you your favorite dish,

she'd be obsessed with you quick
              D
Like on night one, she'd welcome you in our home

Like you were one of our own,
                         F#m
give you that East Coast love
                             E
That's why I keep her at a bird's-eye view
                       D
So she doesn't get attached to you

[verse 2]
               A
And I know my dad,

he'd say he's tempted to grill you

If you hurt me, he'd kill you,
                   D
but he's not like that

You'd probably bond over Springsteen,

and how much you both love me
            F#m
and vintage Cadillacs
                            E
That's why I keep him at a bird's-eye view
                     D
So hе doesn't get attached to you

[chorus]

But comе to think of it
          F#m
I think I saw the end
    E
You didn't get a chance to choose
      D F#m
There I go again
E
Makin' up a bad excuse
                  Bm       D F#m      E
So I don't get attached to you, to you
            D F#m      E
Attached to you, to you

[verse 3]
            A
I know my friends, they'd talk conspiracy theories

You'd know more of them weirdly,
                     D
you would pass their tests

They'd see how you keep me safe,

and show up for me in ways
                      F#m
that they could never imagine
                            E
That's why I keep 'em at a bird's-eye view
                     D
So they don't get attached to you

[chorus]
N.C.
But come to think of it
        D F#m
I think I saw the end
E
You didn't get a chance to choose
      D F#m
There I go again
E
Makin' up a bad excuse
                  Bm       D F#m      E
So I don't get attached to you, to you
            D F#m      E
Attached to you, to you

[outro]
 D                 F#m
I'd rather walk on glass than
                       E
give someone the opportunity to hurt me
              D
I'd run like hell
                     F#m
And sabotage a good thing
                         E                       D
'cause I'm so fuckin' afraid it could be perfect
                    F#m
I'd rather walk on glass than give
                  E
someone the opportunity to hurt me
              D
I'd run like hell
                     F#m
And sabotage a good thing 'cause
                  E
I'm so fuckin' afraid it could be perfect
N.C.
I know myself