Today I am giving you Blender Chords By 5 Seconds Of Summer. You can play Blender on guitar as well as on ukulele. Capo 1st Fret

TITLE: Blender Chords By 5 Seconds Of Summer

[VERSE]

Is it (G)lonely where you are?
All the (Bm)way across the room
With a (G)knife inside your heart
I feel it, (Bm)too, hmm
Is it (G)just the way we are?
Always (Bm)burning through the roof
Oh, I (G)guess only the stars would know the (Bm)truth

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[PRE-CHORUS]

I’d (G)die for you, I’d die for you
I’d (Bm)die for you (For you)
I (G)tried for you, I tried for you, I (Bm)tried
But all I hear is

[CHORUS]

(G)All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the (Bm)bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never (G)ends now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round (Bm)again in an emotional blender
(G)All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the (Bm)bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never (G)ends, now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round (Bm)again in an emotional blender

[VERSE]

But we (G) just can’t keep away
When you (Bm)know me like you do
It’s (G)supernatural, got me howling at the (Bm)moon

[PRE-CHORUS]

I’d (G)die for you, I’d die for you
I’d (Bm)die for you (For you)
I (G)tried for you, I tried for you, I (Bm)tried
But all I hear is

[CHORUS]

(G)All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the (Bm)bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never (G)ends now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round (Bm)again in an emotional blender
(G)All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the (Bm)bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never (G)ends, now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round (Bm)again in an emotional blender

[BRIDGE]

(G)Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-(Bm)oh, oh-oh-oh
(G)Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-(Bm)oh, oh-oh-oh (Ooh)
(G)Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-(Bm)oh, oh-oh-oh
(G)Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-(Bm)oh, oh-oh-oh

[CHORUS]

(G)All the things you said in my head
Ricochetting off the (Bm)bed nothing left, what a mess
Oh, my God, it never (G)ends, now we’re stressed and depressed
And we’re going ’round (Bm)again in an emotional blender

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