Winnetka Bowling League — Fiimy

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Chords for the song Fiimy (Fuck It, I Miss You) by Winnetka Bowling League with Demi Lovato (2022)


[Intro]
G


[Verse 1]
     G
At a French-themed party where no one spoke French
Em
 You turned to me and said, “Hey, how American?”
D
 Christmas lights on the fire escape
         C
Lit your glitter and red beret
          G
With your vape pen and your finger tattoos
Em
 You look like someone tryna look like you
D
 If that’s only in my head
           C
It’s water I’m not ready to tread


[Pre-Chorus]
          Em           D           G        C
Well, the talk stayed small and we shot the shit
           Em    D                 G        C
“How’s the music going? How’s your sister’s kid?”
       Em         D         G        C
Funny, time moves on, maybe I should too


[Chorus]
    Em  D             G      C
But ooh ooh, fuck it, I miss you


[Verse 2]
             G
You’ve got a family now and you’rе wearin’ it nicer
Em
 Are you only showin’ your highlights?
D
 Whеn you’re in a quiet place
     C                   C/E
Am I there with you in a way?
      G
How I felt so undeserving of you
   Em
And loved you more than I will admit to
D
 Hundred reasons, counting still
       C
Never stopped and I never will


[Pre-Chorus]
        Em        D           G     C
And the world cut out waiting on a string
             Em        D           G         C
But what was meant for you, wasn’t meant for me
  Em             D          G      C
I know you moved on, so I’m trying too


[Chorus]
    Em  D             G      C
But ooh ooh, fuck it, I miss you (Ooh, fuck it, I miss you)
Em  D             G      C
Ooh ooh, fuck it, I miss you (Ooh, fuck it, I miss you)
Em  D             G      C
Ooh ooh, fuck it, I miss you (Ooh)


[Instrumental]
| C      | C      | G/B    | G/B    | Em     | Em     | Em  Em/F#  | G      |
| C      | C      | G/B    | G/B    | Em     | Em     | Em  Em/F#  | G      |


[Verse 3]
     G
Over third with coffee, we’re actin’ mature
Em
 Like our history’s just that and no more
D
 Six months and countin’ dry
        C
Doesn’t mean that I wouldn’t try
         G
I know I held your hand like a bunch of balloons
Em
 And I knew I was meant to hold on to
D
 But I was just a stupid kid
         C
Throwin’ everythin’ to the wind


[Pre-Chorus]
         Em      D           G       C
And if I zoom in close, if I pan out wide
        Em   D             G      C
We were so almost, I could almost die
        Em       D             G       C
I could say I’ve learned but I have no clue


[Chorus]
    Em  D             G      C
But ooh ooh, fuck it, I miss you
Em  D             G      C
Ooh ooh, fuck it, I miss you


[Outro]
      C
Had a bumper sticker on your first car
C
 That said “Be happy wherever you are”
C
 Thought it was all some hippie shit
        C               C
Now I’m here relivin’ it