Clairo – Bags Chord

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  Every second counts, 
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  I don't wanna talk to you anymore
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  All these little games, 
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  you can call me by the name I gave you
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Yesterday, yeah
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  Every minute counts, 
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  I don't wanna watch TV anymore
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  Can you figure me out, 
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  just doin this to waste 
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  more time on the couch
 
 

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  Can you see me, I'm waiting for the right time
Bm                         
   I can't read you but if 
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   you want, the pleasure's all mine
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  Can you see me using everything to hold back?
Bm
   I guess, this could be worse
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Walking out the 
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door with your bags
                
Walking out the 
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door with your bags
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Walking out the 
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door with your bags
Walking out the 
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door with your bags
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G  Bm  A
 
 

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  Pour your glass of wine, 
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  Mitchell told me I 
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  should be just fine, yeah
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  Cases under the bed, spill 
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  it open, let it rush to my head
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  I don't wanna be forward, I don't wanna cut corners
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   Savor this with everything I have inside of me
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  I'm not the type to run, I know that we're having fun
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But what's the rush, 
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kiss and then my cheeks are so flushed

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  Tell you how I felt, 
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  sugar coated melting in your mouth
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  Pardon my emotions, 
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  I should probably keep it all to myself
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Know you'd make fun of me
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Know you'd make fun of me
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Know you'd make fun of me
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Know you'd make fun of me
 
 

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  Can you see me, I'm waiting for the right time
Bm                         A
   I can't read you but if you want, the pleasure's all mine
G
  Can you see me using everything to hold back?
Bm
   I guess, this could be worse
A                                G
Walking out the door with your bags
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Walking out the door with your bags
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Walking out the door with your bags
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Walking out the door with your bags
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