I played karma and anti Hero on my stream thx to u. working on this one next! the real unsung hero of every album release musichelpdude!!
@imthebaddestalive31302 жыл бұрын
this was perfect thank you so much !! I just used the chords I didn’t do the individual notes and it sounds beautiful! ❤
@musichelpdude2 жыл бұрын
I'm so glad!
@parkerkirsten Жыл бұрын
1:08
@bama1830 Жыл бұрын
day 1 of asking for the last time by Taylor swift
@delicatetaylorsversion77202 жыл бұрын
Thank you so much for doing this. Love your tutorials.
@meireleshotmail2 жыл бұрын
When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf 'Cause we lost track of time again Laughing with my feet in your lap Like you were my closest friend How'd we end up on the floor anyway? You say "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how" I see you every day now And I chose you The one I was dancin' with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy How the hell did we lose sight of us again? Sobbin' with your head in your hands Ain't that the way shit always ends? You were standing hollow-eyed in the hallway Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us I feel you no matter what The rubies that I gave up And I lost you The one I was dancin' with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was maroon The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was (maroon) The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was (maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy, legacy (it was maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy to leave The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet (it was maroon) The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet (it was maroon) It was maroon It was maroon
@jacksimmons1411 Жыл бұрын
And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy, legacy (it was maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy to leave Enchanting
@elliedekel9441 Жыл бұрын
When the morning came we were cleaning incense off your vinyl shelf 'Cause we lost track of time again Laughing with my feet in your lap Like you were my closest friend "How'd we end up on the floor anyway?" You say "Your roommate's cheap-ass screw-top rosé, that's how" I see you every day now And I chose you The one I was dancin' with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was maroon When the silence came, we were shaking blind and hazy How the hell did we lose sight of us again? Sobbin' with your head in your hands Ain't that the way shit always ends? You were standin' hollow-eyed in the hallway Carnations you had thought were roses, that's us I feel you no matter what The rubies that I gave up And I lost you The one I was dancin' with In New York, no shoes Looked up at the sky and it was maroon The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet, it was (maroon) The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet, it was (maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy, legacy (it was maroon) And I wake with your memory over me That's a real fucking legacy to leave The burgundy on my T-shirt when you splashed your wine into me And how the blood rushed into my cheeks, so scarlet (it was maroon) The mark you saw on my collarbone, the rust that grew between telephones The lips I used to call home, so scarlet (it was maroon) It was maroon It was maroon