The Script - Millionaires Chords

The Script - Millionaires Guitar Chords

CAPO: 4 - It's in the key of B major.
|| Millionaires - The Script - #3 ||

        D
They're kicking us out saying it's time to close,
      Cadd9
we're leaning on eachother try'na beat the cold,
G
Carry you shoes and I gave you my coat,

      D
we're walking these streets like they're paved of gold,
    Cadd9
and any old excuse is not to go,
G
neither one of us wanna take that taxi home,

            D
singing our hearts out,
            Cadd9
standing on chairs,
             G
spending our time,
like we are millionaires

             D
laughing our heads of,
              Cadd9
the two of us fear,
             G
spending our time,
like we are millionaires
millionaires.

D
Lost my heart and I hope to die
Cadd9
Seeing that sunlight hit your eyes
G
Been up all night but you're still amazing me
Yeah

D
Half the time of night you only dream about
Cadd9
If a guy came down to take me now
G
Cause in my mind, we will always be

            D
singing our hearts out,
            Cadd9
standing on chairs,
             G
spending our time,
like we are millionaires

             D
laughing our heads of,
              Cadd9
the two of us fear,
             G
spending our time,
like we are millionaires
millionaires.

 


yeah,
D
take it up 'till six in the morning,
Cadd9
if time ain't money then we can win a fortune
G
[can't figure this out]
G
[can't figure this out]

Em
When the band was done with playing that song
Em
we messed up the lyrics when we sang along
G
but we didn't care
G
cause a friend like we were the only ones there
Em
our feet were soar, our throaths were raw
Em
pretending not to notice while we were shouting more
G
shouting more

           D
singing our hearts out,
            Cadd9
standing on chairs,
             G
spending our time,
like we are millionaires

             D
laughing our heads of,
              Cadd9
the two of us fear,
             G
spending our time,
like we are millionaires
millionaires.

      D
we're walking these streets like they're paved of gold,
    Cadd9
and any old excuse is not to go,
G
neither one of us wanna take that taxi home,

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