• Song:

    Nervous Girls

  • Artist:

    Lucy Hale

Capo 4 let me know if theres any mistakes :)
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              D
I'm that girl you think that's got it figured out.
                 A
But I walk around, with a head full of doubt.
                   G
The cruelest words about me, come from my own mouth - la da de, la de da.
                    D
Yeah I'm that girl, who wants what I ain't got who looks in the mirror, and 
       A
sees all that I'm not.
                G
Wish I could jump off that reckless train of thought - la da de, la de da.
D           A              G
Well it's a cruel, cruel world.
A                  G                   D
For Collie and her golden, home-coming crown.
 A               G                          D
For Penny's dirty secret getting spread all over town.
A               G                             D
For Hanna and her skinny jeans, so damn scared to eat.
BM
Well the DJ haunts the halls,
         G
And the boys they never call,
     D            A                  
And I guess we're all the same after all.
   D
Nervous girls.

         D
Well I'm that girl who gave my heart up,
        A
Got close to picture perfect, or at least close enough to watch the pieces 
    G
scatter, them pick 'em all up.

La da de, la de da.
       A
Oh but I still believe in love.
                            G                D
For Heather waiting tables, tryna pick up from the past.
A                 G                                D
For Jenny with that diamond ring and a vow that didn't last.
A                    G                                  D
For Alice turning thirty, lookin through that lookin glass.
BM
Well the DJ haunts the halls,
   G
And the boys they never call,
D                       A
And I guess we're all the same after all.
   D
Nervous girls.

Oooooo
Oooooo
Oooooo

              D
I'm scared and I'm brave, or somewhere between the two.
               A
I'm beautifully strong, and tragically confused.
         G
Yeah I'm that girl, that's just like you.
  BM
Well the DJ haunts the halls,
    G
And when the boys finally call...
D             A         D
We're not sure that we want 'em after all.
D
Nervous girls, nervous girls, nervous girls, nervous girls.
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