Outta My Head
Liz LongleyVersion1
90
Chords in this song
Strum
D-DU-UDU
| / (2x0230) or (2x0030)
I was packing to move to New York City
You were the last thing I thought I'd find
Miles and miles away you should be gone now
But our years together play like movies in my mind
Because I found your letters and the John Barton record
that we spun till it was dead
I found your mix tape for the road
And two tickets for the show and your sock
Under my bed, and now I can't get you out of my head
Memories of you seem to linger here
And they're getting harder to ignore
I swear I heard you singing in the kitchen
And your bare feet tapping the rhythm on the floor
I thought I saw you walking through that door
Oh, I wish you'd walk through that door
Why don't you come and get those letters and the John Barton record
that we spun till it was dead
I found your mix tape for the road
And two tickets for the show and your sock
Under my bed, come get yourself out of my head
Oh, now that you hear, you're far more beautiful
Than I remembered
Ooooooooooooooh, remind me why
We're not together, shouldn't we be together
Why don't you come and get your letters and we'll spin some records
then go out and paint the town with it
I got two tickets to the show
And I think that we should go, and if you want
You can crash on my bed, because I'd rather you there
Than in my head
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Readable chord sheet for Outta My Head by Liz Longley
[Dsus2] [Cadd9] [Am7] [Em] [C] [D] [G] [Em7] | [F#]/[D] (2x0230) or (2x0030) [Bm] [Em] [Dsus2]I was packing to move to New York[Cadd9] City [Dsus2]You were the last thing I thought[Cadd9] I'd find [Dsus2]Miles and miles away you should be[Cadd9] gone now But our [Am7]years toge[Em]ther play like m[C]ovies in my m[D]ind Because I f[G]ound your letters and the[Cadd9] John Barton record that we s[Em7]pun till it was [Cadd9]dead I found your m[G]ix tape for the road And two t[Cadd9]ickets for the show and your [Em7]sock Under my [Cadd9]bed, and now I can't get you out of my head [Em7] [F#] [D] [G] [Cadd9] [Em7] [F#] [D] [G] [Cadd9] [Dsus2]Memories of you seem to [Cadd9]linger here [Dsus2]And they're getting harder to i[Cadd9]gnore [Dsus2]I swear I heard you singing in the [Cadd9]kitchen And your [Am7]bare feet [Em]tapping the rh[C]ythm on the floor I tho[Am7]ught I [Em]saw you [C]walking through that door Oh, I [Am7]wish y[Em]ou'd w[C]alk through that d[D]oor Why don't you c[G]ome and get those letters and [Cadd9]the John Barton record that we s[Em7]pun till it was [Cadd9]dead I found your m[G]ix tape for the road And two t[Cadd9]ickets for the show and your [Em7]sock Under my [Cadd9]bed, come get yourself out of my head [Em7] [F#] [D] [G] [Cadd9] [Em7] [F#] [D] [G] [Cadd9] [Bm]Oh, now that you [C]hear, you're far more be[Em]autiful Than I rem[D]embered [Bm]Ooooooooooooo[C]oh, remind me [Em]why We're not tog[D]ether, shouldn't we be[C] together Why don't you c[G]ome and get your letters and w[Cadd9]e'll spin some records then go [Em7]out and paint the town w[Cadd9]ith it I got two tick[G]ets to the show And I thi[Cadd9]nk that we should go, and if y[Em7]ou want You can crash on [Cadd9]my bed, because I'd rather you there Than in my head [Em7] [F#] [D] [G] [Cadd9] [Em7] [F#] [D] [G] [Cadd9]