The Ancient Art Of Always Fucking Up
- Lewis Capaldi
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Intro
D A Bm G A
Verse 1
D A
If all mistakes were made in stone
Bm
I'd build a wall so tall, you'd see for miles
G A D
And every man and child would come to see
A
Stand and laugh at me
Bm
Like you would not believe and I can't blame them
Pre-Chorus
G A F#m
It's kinda funny when you start to think about the kind of fool
G D
Who breaks his heart as often as the moon
A
Shows its face to you
F#m G D
And I regret to say politely I'm the guy who'll more than likely lose
A
Like I always do
Chorus
D
So tell me are you running scared
A
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
Bm F#m G A D
Well, baby, I'm a master of the ancient art of always fucking up
A
Everything I've ever loved
Bm F#m G A D
'Cause I wrote the books, the study of the ancient art of always fucking up
Verse 2
D A
May I, have your attention, please?
Bm
Step right up and see the most amazing
G A D
The absolutely mind-inflaming show
A
About a boy who sold his soul
Bm
For a shot at love and gold
G A
And he almost made it but lost it on the way
Pre-Chorus
F#m
The story goes, now he's the kind of fool
G D
Who breaks his heart as often as the moon
A
Shows its face to you
F#m G D
And I regret to say politely I'm the guy who'll more than likely lose
A
Like I always do
Chorus
D
So tell me are you running scared
A
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
Bm F#m G A D
Well, baby, I'm a master of the ancient art of always fucking up
A
Everything I've ever loved
Bm F#m
They fall from me like autumn leaves
G A D A
The wake I make it scattered with debris, of everything that could have been
Bm F#m G A Bm
'Cause I wrote the books, the study of the ancient art of always fucking up
Bridge
A G
And I'm bleak by design, forget all my lines
A
I've burned all my blessings more than half the time
Bm A G
Been trapped in my ways, but I'm desperate to change
A
So let me know if you'll stay
Chorus
D
So tell me are you running scared
A
'Cause you know that I'm beyond repair?
Bm F#m G A D
Well, baby, I'm a master of the ancient art of always fucking up
A
Everything I've ever loved
Bm F#m G A D
'Cause I wrote the books, the study of the ancient art of always fucking up











