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Cifrado Americano A # B C # D # E F # G # #=sostenido (asciende ½ tono)

la si do re mi fa sol
b=bemol (desciende ½ tono) Mano Izquierda
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En C Taylor Swift

No, nothing good starts in a getaway car

It was the best of times, the worst of crimes


C F C
I struck a match and blew your mind
G
But I didn't mean it
Dm
And you didn't see it
F
The ties were black, the lies were white G Dm
C
In shades of gray and candlelight
G
I wanted to leave him
Dm
I needed a reason
F
X marks the spot where we fell apart D A
C
He poisoned the well, I was lying to myself
G
I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed
Dm
We never had a shotgun shot in the dark (oh!)
F Em Gm
You were drivin' the getaway car
C 3
We were flyin', but we'd never get far
G
Don't pretend it's such a mystery
Dm
Think about the place where you first met me
F
Ridin' in a getaway car
C
There were sirens in the beat of your heart
G
Should've known I'd be the first to leave
Dm
Think about the place where you first met me
F
In a getaway car (oh-oh-oh)
C G
No, they never get far (oh-oh-ah)
Dm
No, nothing good starts in a getaway car
F
It was the great escape, the prison break

The light of freedom on my face

But you weren't thinking

And I was just drinking

Well, he was running after us, I was screaming, "Go, go, go!"

But with three of us, honey, it's a sideshow

And a circus ain't a love story

And now we're both sorry (we're both sorry)

X marks the spot where we fell apart

He poisoned the well, every man for himself

I knew it from the first Old Fashioned, we were cursed

It hit you like a shotgun shot to the heart

You were drivin' the getaway car

We were flyin', but we'd never get far

Don't pretend it's such a mystery

Think about the place where you first met me

Ridin' in a getaway car

There were sirens in the beat of your heart

Should've known I'd be the first to leave


Think about the place where you first met me

In a getaway car (oh-oh-oh)

No, they never get far (oh-oh-ah)

No, nothing good starts in a getaway car

We were jet-set, Bonnie and Clyde (oh, oh)


D A
Until I switched to the other side, to the other si-i-i-i-ide
Em G
It's no surprise, I turned you in (oh, oh)
D A
'Cause us traitors never win
Em Gm
I'm in a getaway car
D
I left you in the motel bar
A
Put the money in a bag and I stole the keys
Em
That was the last time you ever saw me
G
Drivin' the getaway car

We were flyin', but we'd never get far (don't pretend)

Don't pretend it's such a mystery

Think about the place where you first met me

Ridin' in a getaway car

There were sirens in the beat of your heart (should've known)

Should've known I'd be the first to leave

Think about the place where you first met me

In a getaway car (oh-oh-oh)

No, they never get far (oh-oh-ah)

No, nothing good starts in a getaway car


I was ridin' in a getaway car

I was cryin' in a getaway car

I was dyin' in a getaway car

Said "goodbye" in a getaway car

Ridin' in a getaway car

I was cryin' a getaway car

I was dyin' in a getaway car

Said "goodbye" in a getaway car

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