Next Time ukulele chords by JESSIA

Hey, Ukulelist in this post you will learn to play Next Time ukulele chords by JESSIA.

Song Info

Chords Info

  • Tunning: Standard(G C E A)
  • Chords: C, F, Am, G
  • Key:  C
Ukulele Chords
  C – 0003
F – 2010
Am – 2000
G – 0232
[Intro]
C F Am Am
C F Am Am
[Verse]
C I wasn't gonna say this but
F
It seems to be the last
Am Thing I hold against you and
Am
I wanna make it past
C Hating every guy who plays
F
Guitar with curly hair
Am I'm a grown-ass woman,
Am
Why the f**k am I so scared?
[Pre-Chorus]
C F Am Like- your- words- cut- me- like razors
Am
From your teeth and
C F Am Your- words- f**ked- me- so bad
Am
I'm still sorry that
[Chorus]
C F Am I'm not your type (Oh-oh, oh) Am Three years gone by, did

I forget to mention
C F Am Almost your wife (Oh-oh, oh) Am You run and hide if it's not f**kin' perfect C F Go and tell me that you hated

Every minute that

Am
You took my clothes off and

G
I let you inside
C Stupid boy, you take that
F
s**t down to your grave
Am 'Cause your words

Hurt more than pain
G If you need advice, next time
C F Am Am
Just- lie, mhm
[Verse]
C I hope your parents hear this
F
So they see just who you are
Am 'Cause I kept my mouth shut and
Am
I played my stupid part
C But you don't get to say that
F
"Oh, we just didn't work out"
Am While I'm crying on the floor,
G
Contemplating getting out and
[Pre-Chorus]
C F Am Your- words- cut- me- like razors
Am
From your teeth and
C F Am Your- words- f**ked- me- so bad
Am
I'm still sorry that
[Chorus]
C F Am I'm not your type (Oh-oh, oh)
Am Three years gone by, did

I forget to mention
C F Am Almost your wife (Oh-oh, oh) Am You run and hide if

It's not f**kin' perfect
C Go and tell me that you
F
Hated every minute that
Am
You took my clothes off and

G
I let you inside

C Stupid boy, you take that
F
s**t down to your grave
Am 'Cause your words hurt more than pain G If you need advice,
C F Am
next time just- lie
[Post-Chorus]
Am C F Am Am Next time just- lie [Outro]
F And you came out the good guy while
G
I had to play pretend
Am That we're better off his exes,
G
I'm okay with being friends
F But I hate your f**king guts,
G
Flew halfway around the world
Am Looked at rings in Italy,

C
oh God we were so good
F But you don't do that s**t,
G
If you don't really mean it
Am Then you turn around and tell me that

G F G Am
You didn't feel it, ooooh-oh
C G F G Am Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh ooooh, oh C Next time just- lie