My Boy Only Breaks His Favorite Toys - Taylor Swift, ukulele chords

Published: 2024-04-22 14:36
Selection chords: Katie Paterson

Verse:
                F                       Am
Oh, here we Go again, the voices in his head
                 Em              F
Call the rain to end our days of wild
                                       Am
The sickest army doll purchased at the mall
            Em              F
Rivulets descend my plastic smile
F                                  G
But you shouldʼve seen him when he first got me

Chorus:
F      C                         G      Em
 My boy only breaks his favorite toys, toys
F         C                      G       Em
 Iʼm queen of sand castles he destroys, ohh, ohh
F
 ʼCause it fit too right
C
 Puzzle pieces in the dead of night
G                                          Em
 Shouldʼve known it was a matter of time, ohh
F      C                         G      Em
 My boy only breaks his favorite toys, ohh

Verse:
F            Am
 There was a littany of reasons why
   Em
We couldʼve play for keeps this time
  F
I know Iʼm just repeating myself
                  Am
Put me back on my shelf, but first
                         Em
Pull the string and Iʼll tell you
                        F
That he runs because he loves me
                                       G
Because you shouldʼve seen him when he first saw me

Chorus:
F      C                         G      Em
 My boy only breaks his favorite toys, toys
F         C                      G       Em
 Iʼm queen of sand castles he destroys, ohh, ohh
F
 ʼCause I knew too much
C
 There was danger in the heat of my touch
G                                     Em
 He saw forever so he smashed it up, ohh
F      C                         G      Em
 My boy only breaks his favorite toys, ohh

Bridge:
F C
   Once I fix me
G Em
   Heʼs gonna miss me
F C
   Once I fix me
G Em
   Heʼs gonna miss me

Outro:
 C                 G
 Just say "when" I play again
        Dm             F
 He was my best friend down at the sandlot
   C                 G
 I felt more when we played pretend
           Dm
 Than with all these Kens cars
 F                    C
 He took me out of my box,
 G                 Dm
 Stole my tortured heart
 F                     C
 Left all these broken parts
 G                  Dm
 Told me Iʼm better off
         F
 But Iʼm not, Iʼm not, Iʼm not