Here are the chords for Becky Cj's fantastic Frank Ocean/Miley Cyrus mash-up.

Standard Tuning

Capo 3

  Bm
I think I started something
  A
I got what I wanted, Did didn't I
Em
Can't feel nothing, Super-human
F#m
Even when I'm fucking, viagra-popping
Bm
Every single record, Auto-tuning
A
Zero emotion, Muted emotion
Em                                  F#m
  Pitch corrected, Computed emotion

I blame it on the...

Bm
  Model broad with the Hollywood smile
A
  Stripper booty and a rack like, Wow

Brain like Berkeley
  Em
I met her at Coachella, I went to see Jigga
                           F#m
She went to see Z-Trip, Perfect
G
  I took a seat on the ice cold lawn
    D
She handed me an ice blue bong, Whatever
Bm
  She said she wanna be a dentist really badly

She's in school paying
A
  For tuition doing porn in the valley

At least you working
    Em                        F#m
But girl I can't feel my face
G
  What are we smoking anyway
    D
She said don't let the high go to waste
A
But can you taste, a little taste?


Bm
  Novacane, Baby, Baby
A
  Novacane, Baby, I want, You
                   Em
Can't you see it's we who own the night?
                   G
Can't you see it's we who 'bout that life?
         D                  A
And we can't stop, And we won't stop
       Em
We run things, Things don't run we
           G
Can't take nothing from nobody
    D    A     Em   G
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Oh

Bm
Sink full of dishes, Pacing in the kitchen
A
Cocaine for breakfast, Yikes
Em
Bed full of women, Flip on a tripod
F#m
Little red light on shooting, I'm feeling like
Bm
  Stanley Kubrick

This is some visionary shit
     A
Been tryna film pleasure with my eyes wide shut

But it keeps on moving

I blame it on the...
 
Bm
  Model broad with the Hollywood smile
A
Stripper booty and a rack like, Wow

I'll never forget ya
    Em                                                        F#m
You put me on a feeling I never had, I never had, I never had
G
And ever since I've been tryna get it back

Pick it up, And put it back


Bm
  Novacane, Baby, Baby
A
  Novacane, Baby, I want, You
                   Em
Can't you see it's we who own the night?
                   G
Can't you see it's we who 'bout that life?
         D                  A
And we can't stop, And we won't stop
       Em
We run things, Things don't run we
           G
Can't take nothing from nobody
         D                  A
And we can't stop, And we won't stop