The Weeknd Medley

Em Tell me what you really like Am Baby I can take my time F We don't ever have to fight C Just take it step-by-step Em I can see it in your eyes Am Cause they never tell me lies F I can feel that body shake C And the heat between your legs Am7 You've been scared of love Em7 And what it did to you F You don't have to run C I know what you've been through Am7 Just a simple touch Em7 And it can set you free F We don't have to rush C When you're alone with me Em7 I feel it coming Am7 I feel it coming babe F I feel it coming C I feel it coming babe Em7 I feel it coming Am7 I feel it coming babe F I feel it coming C I feel it coming babe Am G I'm tryna put you in the worst mood, ah F P1 cleaner than your church shoes, ah G Milli point two just to hurt you, ah Am All red Lamb' just to tease you, ah G None of these toys on lease too, ah F Made your whole year in a week too, yah G Main bitch out your league too, ah Am Side bitch out of your league too, ah G House so empty, need a centerpiece F 20 racks a table cut from ebony G Cut that ivory into skinny pieces Am Then she clean it with her face man I love my baby G You talking money, need a hearing aid F You talking bout me, I don't see the shade G Switch up my style, I take any lane Am I switch up my cup, I k**l any pain G F G Look what you've done Am G I'm a motherfuckin' starboy F G Look what you've done Am I'm a motherfuckin' starboy G F And I know she'll be the death of me, at least we'll both be numb Am And she'll always get the best of me, the worst is yet to come G F But at least we'll both be beautiful and stay forever young Am This I know, (yeah) this I know G F She told me, "Don't worry about it” Am She told me, "Don't worry no more” G F We both knew we can't go without it Am C She told me you'll never be in love oh oh oooh G F Am I can't feel my face when I'm with you, but I love it, but I love it G F Am I can't feel my face when I'm with you, but I love it, but I love it Bm Your man on the road, he doing promo G You said keep our business on the low-low Em I'm just tryna get you out the friend-zone G Cause you look even better than the photos Bm I can't find your house, send me the info G Driving through the gated residential Em Found out I was coming, sent your friends home G Keep on tryna hide it but your friends know Bm I only call you when it's half past, five G The only time that I'll be by, your, side Em I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me G When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, yeah Bm I only call you when it's half-past, five G The only time I'd ever call you mine Em I only love it when you touch me, not feel me When I'm fucked up, that's the real me G When I'm fucked up, that's the real me, babe