Kunci Ukulele Vanessa Carlton – White houses Versi 1

^CCrashed on the floor when I moved in This little bungalow with some strange new friends -Stay- ^Cup too late, and I'm too thin

-Now we're- ^Amspinning empty bottles, it's the five of us With pretty eyed-boys girls die to trust -I- ^Gcan't resist the day--no, I can't resist the day...

^CJenny screams out and it's no pose 'Cause when she dances she goes and goes ^CBeer through the nose on an inside joke

-And- ^Amshe's so pretty, and she's so sure Maybe I'm more clever than a girl like her ^GSummer's all in bloom

-It's all-ri^Fght, and it's ^Amnice not to ^Gbe so alone ^F But I ^Amhold ^Gon to your se^Fcrets in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses ^C

^C Maybe I'm a little bit over my head I come undone at the things he said -And- ^Che's so funny in his bright red shirt

-I- ^Amsneak into his car's cracked leather seat The smell of gasoline in the summer heat, -Boy, we're- ^Ggoing way too fast

-It's all-ri^Fght, and I ^Amput my^Gself in his hands ^F But I ^Amhold ^Gon to his se^Fcrets in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses ^FLove, or ^Amsomething ig^Gnites in my veins ^F And I ^Ampray it n^Gever fa^Fdes, in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses

^F My ^C first ^Am time, ^G hard to explain ^F Rush of blo^Cod, oh, ^Am and a l^Gittle bit of pain ^F On a clo^Cudy day, ^Am it's more c^Gommon than you think ^F He's ^C my ^Am first ^G mistake... ^C

^C Maybe you were all faster than me We gave each other up so easily -These- ^Csilly little wounds will never mend

-So I- go,^F and I ^Amwill not be ^Gback here again ^F I'm ^Amgone as the ^Gday is f^Fading, on ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses -I- ^Flied, wrote my ^Aminjuries ^Gall the in dust ^F In my ^Amheart it's the ^Gfive of u^Fs, in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses -And- ^Fyou, maybe ^Amyou'll re^Gmember me ^F What I ^Amgave is ^Gyours to k^Feep, in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses, ^{F F} in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses, ^{F F} in ^CWhite ^Amhou-^Gses...^C