Hope Is A Dangerous Thing (For A Woman Like Me To Have) - Lana Del Rey, ukulele chords

Published: 2019-01-21 17:26
Selection chords: Sarah Harris

Verse:
      Am
I was reading Slim Aarons
     G                      D
and I got to thinking that I thought
   Am
Maybe Iʼd get less stressed
G                    D
if I was tested less like all of these debutantes
Am                        G
Smiling for miles in pink dresses
                   D
and high heels on white yachts
    Am      G     D
But Iʼm not, baby Iʼm not
    Am     G      D
No, Iʼm not that, Iʼm not

Chorus:
          C                    D
Iʼve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown,
         Em                 C
twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C                       D
Writing in blood on the walls ʼcause the ink
        Em                       C
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

Am G D
Am G D

Verse:
      Am
I had fifteen-year dances,
        G                       D
church basement romances, yeah Iʼve cried
Am                        G
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
        D
is the only love Iʼve ever known
  Am
Except for the stage
         G                   D
which I also call home when Iʼm not
Am                  G                        D
Servinʼ up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
  Am                        G
Hello, itʼs the most famous woman
                 D
you know on the iPad
Am                      G
Calling from beyond the grave,
                  D
I just wanna say, "Hi, Dad"

Chorus:
          C                     D
Iʼve been tearing up town in my fucking
                   Em                C
white gown like a goddamn near sociopath
C                     D
Shaking my ass is the only thing
                 Em                      C
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:
          Am
Thereʼs a new revolution,
    G                   D
a loud evolution that I saw
Am                    G
Born of confusion and quiet
              D
collusion of which mostly Iʼve known
  Am                      G
A modern day woman with a weak
                     D
constitution ʼcause Iʼve got
Am                      G
Monsters still under my bed
                    D
that I could never fight off
  Am                    G
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping
                D
the keys on my nights off

Chorus:
          C                    D
Iʼve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown,
         Em                 C
twenty-four seven, Sylvia Plath
C                        D
Writing in blood on your walls
                      Em                        C
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