Olivia Rodrigo – making the bed

|G                                       |Cmaj7                                      |
 want it so i got it did it so it’s done, another thing i ruined i used to do for fun
|D                                                 |Cmaj7                                      |
 another piece of plastic i could just throw away another conversation with nothing good to say
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i thought it so i said it took it cuz i can, another day pretending i’m older than i am
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another perfect moment that doesn’t feel like mine, another thing i forced to be a sign

    |Gmaj7                                       |
well sometimes i feel like i don’t wanna be where
 |Cmaj7                                          |
i am getting drunk at a club with my fair weather
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 friends push away all the people who know me the best, but it’s me who’s been making the
|Gmaj7                                    |Cmaj7                                         |
 bed i’m so tired of being the girl that i am, every good thing has turned into something
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i dread and i’m playing the victim so well in my head, but it’s me who’s been making the

|Gmaj7                       |Cmaj7                       |D              |Cmaj7   |
 bed me who’s been making the bed, pull the sheets over my head making the bed

   |G                                                             |
and every night i wake up from this one recurring dream, where i’m
|Cmaj7                                               |
 driving through the city and the breaks go out on me
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and i can’t stop at the red light i can’t swerve off the road
 |Cmaj7                                                  |
i read somewhere it’s cuz my life feels so out of control
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and i tell someone i love them just as a distraction
        |Cmaj7                                                     |
and they tell me that they love me like i’m some tourist attraction
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they’re changing my machinery and i just let it happen
 |Cmaj7                                                |
i got the things i wanted it’s just not what i imagined

    |Gmaj7                                       |
well sometimes i feel like i don’t wanna be where
 |Cmaj7                                          |
i am getting drunk at a club with my fair weather
|D                                               |Cmaj7                                  |
 friends push away all the people who know me the best, but it’s me who’s been making the
|Gmaj7                                    |Cmaj7                                         |
 bed i’m so tired of being the girl that i am, every good thing has turned into something
 |D                                          |Cmaj7                                     |
i dread and i’m playing the victim so well in my head, but it’s me who’s been making the

|Gmaj7                       |Cmaj7                       |D              |Cmaj7   |
 bed me who’s been making the bed, pull the sheets over my head making the bed

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 sometimes i feel like i don’t wanna be where i am
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   counting all of the beautiful things i regret, but it’s me who’s been making the
|Em                          |Cmaj7                       |G               |D   |
 bed me who’s been making the bed, pull the sheets over my head, making the bed