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Intro: Bb Gm
Bb
I think he knows
His footprints on the sidewalk
Gm
Lead to where I can't stop
Go there every night
Bb
I think he knows
His'hands around a cold glass
Gm
Make me wanna know that
Body like it's mine
Bb
He got that boyish look that I like in a man
Bb
I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans
Gm
It's like I'm 17, nobody understands
Gm
No one understands
Eb F
He got my heartbeat
Bb Gm
Skipping down 16th Avenue
Eb F
Got that, oh, I mean
Bb Gm
Wanna see what's under that attitude like
Eb F Bb
I want you, bless my soul
Gm Eb F
And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows
Bb
I think he knows
Bb
I think he knows
When we get all alone
Gm
I'll make myself at home
And he'll want me to stay
Bb
I think he knows
He better lock it down
Gm
Or I won't stick around
'Cause good ones never wait (Ha)
Bb
He got that boyish look that I like in a man
Bb
I am an architect, I'm drawing up the plans
Gm
He's so obsessed with me and, boy, I understand
Boy, I understand
Eb F
He got my heartbeat (Heartbeat)
Bb Gm
Skipping down 16th Avenue
Eb F
Got that, oh, I mean (I mean)
Bb Gm
Wanna see what's under that attitude like
Eb F Bb
I want you, bless my soul
Gm Eb F
And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows
Bb
I think he knows
Bb
I want you, bless my
Eb
I want you, bless my soul
Bb
I want you, bless my
Eb
I want you, bless my soul
Bb Dm
Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh
Dm
We can follow the sparks, I'll drive
Eb F
Lyrical smile, indigo eyes, hand on my thigh
F
We can follow the sparks, I'll drive
Bb
'So where we gonna go?'
Dm Eb
I whisper in the dark
Eb
'Where we gonna go?'
F
I think he knows
Eb F
He got my heartbeat
Bb Gm
Skipping down 16th Avenue
Eb F
Got that, oh, I mean
Bb Gm
Wanna see what's under that attitude like
Eb F Bb
I want you, bless my soul
Gm Eb F
And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows
Bb
I think he knows
Bb
I want you, bless my
Eb
I want you, bless my soul
Bb
I want you, bless my (Oh, baby)
Eb
I want you, bless my soul (He got my heartbeat)
Bb
I want you, bless my (Skipping down 16th Avenue, baby)
Eb
I want you, bless my soul
Bb
I want you, bless my soul
Eb
And I ain't gotta tell him, I think he knows
Written by Jack Antonoff / Taylor Swift