This song is from the album Man’s Best Friend(2025), released on 29 August 2025. The vocals are by Sabrina Carpenter, the music is produced by Jack Antonoff, John Ryan , Sabrina Carpenter, and the lyrics are written by Amy Allen, John Ryan , Sabrina Carpenter.
This song is originally in the key of D Major. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 87 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
This song is originally in the key of D Major. You can change it to any key you want, using the Transpose option. The average tempo is 87 BPM. These chords are simple and easy to play on the guitar, ukulele or piano.
Vocals: Sabrina Carpenter ,
Producer: Jack Antonoff, John Ryan , Sabrina Carpenter,
Writer: Amy Allen, John Ryan , Sabrina Carpenter,
Producer: Jack Antonoff, John Ryan , Sabrina Carpenter,
Writer: Amy Allen, John Ryan , Sabrina Carpenter,
Original Key: D Major Time Signature: 4/4 Tempo: 87 Suggested Strumming: DU,DU,DU,DU c h o r d z o n e . o r g [INTRO] D Bm G A x2 . [VERSE ONE] D Bm G "Hi, I hope you're great A D Bm G I think it's time we took a break A D Bm G So I can grow emotionally" A D Bm C That's what he said to me www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] D Bm G A Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling D Bm G A All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling D Bm G A Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving D Bm G A There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in [INSTRUMENTAL] D Bm G A x2 . [VERSE TWO] D Bm G Me? No, yeah, I'm good A D Bm G A D Just thought that he eventually would cave in, rеach out Bm G A D But no siree, he discovered sеlf control (He discovered it this week) Bm C G This week (Oh, ah) www.chordzone.org [CHORUS] D Bm G A Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling D Bm G A All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling D Bm G A Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving D Bm G A There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in (Believe in, no, woah, woah) [INSTRUMENTAL] D Bm G A x2 . [BRIDGE] D Bm That boy is corrupt (Ah) G A Could you raise him to love me, maybe? D Bm He sure fucked me up (Ah ah) G A And, yes, I'm talking 'bout your baby D Bm That boy is corrupt (Ah) G A Get PTSD on the daily D Bm He sure fucked me up (Ah ah) G A D And, yes, I'm talking 'bout your baby (Yeah) [CHORUS] D Bm G A Here we go again, crying in bed, what a familiar feeling D Bm G A All my friends in love, and I'm the one they call for a third wheeling D Bm G A Probably should've guessed, he's like the rest, so fine and so deceiving D Bm G A There's nobody's son, not anyone left for me to believe in
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