Guilty As Sin

Taylor Swift

• Hmi7Gadd9Hmi7Gadd9Hmi7Gadd9Hmi7Gadd9D/F♯
  S1:
  Drownin' in the Blue Nile 

  He sent me "Downtown Lights" 

  I hadn't heard it in a while, my boredom's bone-deep 

  This cage was once just fine, am I allowed to cry 

  I dream of crackin' locks 

  Throwin' my life to the wolves or the ocean rocks 

  Crashin' into him tonight, he's a paradox 

  I'm seeing visions, am I bad or mad or wise
• Asus4DAsus4Gadd9DAsus4Gadd9Gadd9Asus4DD/F♯Gadd9Asus4Hmi7
  R1:
  What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh 

  Only in my mind 

  One slip and fallin' back into the hedge maze 

  Oh, what a way to die 

  I keep recalling things we never did 

  Messy top-lip kiss, how I long for our trysts 

  Without ever touchin' his skin how can I be guilty as sin
• Gadd9Hmi7Hmi7Gadd9Hmi7Gadd9Hmi7Gadd9D/F♯
  S2:
  --x-x-x x- 

  I keep these longings lockеd 

  In lowercase, inside a vault 

  Somеone told me, "There's no such thing as bad thoughts, only your actions talk" 

  These fatal fantasies 

  Giving way to labored breath, takin' all of me 

  We've already done it in my head, if it's make-believe 

  Why does it feel like a vow we'll both uphold somehow
• Asus4DAsus4Gadd9DAsus4Gadd9Gadd9Asus4DD/F♯Gadd9Asus4D
  R2:
  What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh 

  Only in my mind 

  One slip and fallin' back into the hedge maze 

  Oh, what a way to die 

  My bed sheets are ablaze, I've screamed his name 

  Buildin' up like waves crashin' over my grave 

  Without ever touchin' his skin how can I be guilty as sin
• DAGDAGGADHmiGANC
  B1:
  --x-x- What if I roll the stone away 

  x-x-x- They're gonna crucify me anyway 

  x-x- What if the way you hold me 

  Is actually what's holy 

  If long-suffering propriety is what they want from me 

  They don't know how you've haunted me so stunningly 

  I choose you and me religiously 

  x-x-x-
• DAsus4Gadd9DAsus4Gadd9Gadd9Asus4DD/F♯Gadd9Asus4D
  R1:
  What if he's written "mine" on my upper thigh 

  Only in my mind 

  One slip and fallin' back into the hedge maze 

  Oh, what a way to die 

  I keep recalling things we never did 

  Messy top-lip kiss, how I long for our trysts 

  Without ever touchin' his skin how can I be guilty as sin
• DAGDAGD
  D1:
  --x-x-x x- 

  He sent me "Downtown Lights" 

  I hadn't heard it in a while  

  x-x-x-x x- Am I allowed to cry