Dylan Conrique - Ugly

[Intro]

Electric guitar, neck pickup w/distortion

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[Verse 1]
G
I want you to text me
A
Say that you miss me
G A
But I’m stuck here reading paragraphs how I did you wrong
G
Oh, I wish it was easy
A
You didn’t hurt any feelings
G A
Now I can’t look back on us without it bumming me out
G Bm
I hope you’re sleeping good
A
Getting all that off your chest
G Bm
But, you showed me all your true colors
A
And I start to wonder
A A A
How I’d ever go back now

[Chorus]
Bm Bm C#m D
Why’d you have to go and make it so ug-ly
A
With every word that you said? Oh-oh
Bm Bm C#m D
Why’d you have to go and mess with all the memo-ries?
A
Now there ain’t nothing left
Bm
You stepped on the flowers, I’ll never forget it
Bm C#m D A
No, I don’t hate you, I just hate how it ended, ended
Bm C#m D
Why’d you have to go and make it so ug -ly?
G A
How dare you, telling me I’m the issue?
G A
You can’t come back crying if you’re the one who tore it apart

[Verse 2]
G Bm
I hope you’re sleeping good
A
Getting all that off your chest
G Bm
But you showed me all your true colors
A
And I start to wonder
A A A
How I’d ever go back now
Bm Bm C#m D
Why’d you have to go and make it so ug-ly
A
With every word that you said? Oh-oh
Bm Bm C#m D
Why’d you have to go and mess with all the memo-ries?
A
Now there ain’t nothing left

G
You stepped on the flowers, I’ll never forget it
Bm F#m
No, I don’t hate you, I just hate how it ended, ended
G G A
Why’d you have to go and make it so ug-ly?
G
Can’t take it all back
Bm F#m
Can’t take it all back now, mm-mm
G Bm A
If you didn’t freak out maybe you would be here right now, now
G
Can’t take it all back
Bm F#m
Can’t take it all back now, mm-mm
G Bm A
If you didn’t freak out maybe you would be here right now, now
Bm
Why’d you have to go and make it so ug-ly
Bm F#m
With every word that you said? Oh-oh
G G A Bb
Why’d you have to go and mess with all the mem-or-ies?
F#m
Now there ain’t nothing left
G
You stepped on the flowers, I’ll never forget it
A B F#m
No, I don’t hate you, I just hate how it ended, ended
G A
Why’d you have to go and make it so ugly?

So ugly