Tate McRae - chaotic Chords

[intro]
Bb  Dm  C

[verse 1]
            Bb
I have this paralyzing
                         Dm
fear that I'll maybe go nowhere
           C
But God forbid me
                          C
ever admitting I could be scared
            Bb
And I can't stand my friends right now,
                   Dm
we got nothing in common
          C
But being lonely's worse than
                               C
just having friends that don't care

[pre-chorus]
            Bb                    Dm
You said it looks like I've been going through hell
C                 C
How did you know? How could you tell?
Bb            Dm         C
Ask me to explain myself, well

[chorus]
              Bb                        Dm
I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
            C                      C
Nobody said changing would be this exhausting
              Bb
a foot on the break
                            Dm
'cause it's been making me carsick
              C
How could you blame me? Growing up is chaotic

[verse 2]
            Bb
Don't wanna say it
                           Dm
but I really think that I miss him
              C
It might seem stupid
                                    C
but I still look through all of our texts
              Bb
Who knew that wanting someonе
                         Dm
could ever make mе this desperate
                         C         C
Don't think I'll do that again, no

[pre-chorus]
            Bb
You said it looks like
           Dm
I've been going through hell
C                 C
How did you know? How could you tell?
    Bb            Dm         C
You ask me to explain myself, well

[chorus]
              Bb                        Dm
I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
            C
Nobody said changing
              C
would be this exhausting
              Bb
a foot on the break
                            Dm
'cause it's been making me carsick
              C
How could you blame me? Growing up is chaotic

[bridge]
   Gm
And maybe I'm just
                 Bb
blowing all this shit up in my head
Dm                  F
But I can't help it, no, I can't help it
Gm
Fooling myself thinking
          Bb
that I'll never love again
Dm                 F
God damn I felt it, I really felt it
    Gm
And maybe I'm just
                 Bb
blowing all this shit up in my head
Dm                  F
But I can't help it, no, I can't help it
Gm
Spending too much time
            Bb
on things I know that I'll forget
Dm                 C
But damn I felt it

[outro]
              Bb                       Dm
I'm trying my best here to be brutally honest
            C
Nobody said changing could be this exhausting
              Bb
a foot on the break
                       Dm
'cause it's making me carsick
              C
How could you blame me?