Hope Is A Dangerous Thing (For A Woman Like Me To Have) - Lana Del Rey, ukulele chords
Rating:
(3.7) Votes: 10
Published: 2019-01-21 17:26 Selection chords: Sarah Harris
1
Verse:
A#m
I was reading Slim Aarons
G#D#
and I got to thinking that I thought
A#m
Maybe Iʼd get less stressed
G#D#
if I was tested less like all of these debutantes
A#mG#
Smiling for miles in pink dresses
D#
and high heels on white yachts
A#mG#D#
But Iʼm not, baby Iʼm not
A#mG#D#
No, Iʼm not that, Iʼm not
Chorus:
C#D#
Iʼve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown,
FmC#
twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C#D#
Writing in blood on the walls ʼcause the ink
FmC#
in my pen donʼt work in my notepad
C#D#
Donʼt ask if Iʼm happy, you know
G#D#C#
that Iʼm not, but at best I can say Iʼm not sad
C#G#
ʼCause hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman like me to have
C#G#
Hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman like me to have
A#mG#D#A#mG#D#
Verse:
A#m
I had fifteen-year dances,
G#D#
church basement romances, yeah Iʼve cried
A#mG#
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
D#
is the only love Iʼve ever known
A#m
Except for the stage
G#D#
which I also call home when Iʼm not
A#mG#D#
Servinʼ up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
A#mG#
Hello, itʼs the most famous woman
D#
you know on the iPad
A#mG#
Calling from beyond the grave,
D#
I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"
Chorus:
C#D#
Iʼve been tearing up town in my fucking
FmC#
white gown like a goddamn near sociopath
C#D#
Shaking my ass is the only thing
FmC#
thatʼs got this black narcissist off my back
C#D#
She couldnʼt care less and I never cared
G#D#C#
more so thereʼs no more to say about that
C#G#
Except hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman like me to have
C#G#
Hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman with my past
Verse:
A#m
Thereʼs a new revolution,
G#D#
a loud evolution that I saw
A#mG#
Born of confusion and quiet
D#
collusion of which mostly Iʼve known
A#mG#
A modern day woman with a weak
D#
constitution ʼcause Iʼve got
A#mG#
Monsters still under my bed
D#
that I could never fight off
A#mG#
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping
D#
the keys on my nights off
Chorus:
C#D#
Iʼve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown,
FmC#
twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C#D#
Writing in blood on your walls
FmC#
ʼcause the ink in my pen donʼt look good in my pad
C#D#
They write that Iʼm happy, they know
G#D#C#
that Iʼm not but at best, you can see Iʼm not sad
C#G#
But hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman like me to have
C#G#
Hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman like me to have
Outro:
C#G#
Hope is a dangerous thing
D#
for a woman like me to have
C#G#D#
But I have it, yeah I have it
C#G#D#C#
Yeah, I have it, I have