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“It’s Love” by James D.
My 9th grade songwriting skills were not up to par in any definition of the word. And A7 is not an Amaj7 chord, but literally a barre chord on the A string, 7th fret. I should have taken lessons or at least waited to take music theory. Also, emo much?
There is a four letter word (A7)
I often hear (A3, A5, A7)
It’s a dirty word (A7)
That some hold dear. (A3, A5, A7)
It is used to express (A3)
All sorts of crap (E3)
But really all it is (A5)
Is a preverbal trap. (E5)
It’s Love. (A7)
L-O-V-E (A7, A5, A3, A5)
Love. (A7)
It pains me to hear (A7)
All the people say. (A3, A5, A7)
It’s never really meant (A7)
It’s only used for play (A3, A5, A7)
Guys use it (A3)
To get in the sack (E3)
The girls start wooing (A5)
But there is no fact. (E5)
It’s Love. (A7)
L-O-V-E. (A7, A5, A3, A5)
Love. (A7)
{SOLO}
It’s regular meaning (A3)
Is always crossed. (E3)
But when its to late, (A5)
You’ve already lost. (E5)
It’s Love. (A7)
L-O-V-E. (A7, A5, A3, A5)
Love. (A7)
Its Love. (A7)
L-O-V-E. (A7, A5, A3, A5)
Love. (A7)
It’s Love. (A7)
It is Love. (A7, A9, A7)
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