Kelsea Ballerini – Future Tripping (Guitar)

G                    A                Bm
Check, check, what's next? List in my head

Bm
I could give it a rest but what's a girl to expect?

G             A                D
It's been two years, I'm at my best

                    Bm
Check, check, what's next?

G            A                       Bm
No notes, no qualms, line through my palm

Bm
Ways that I've done it wrong but now you're all that I want

G           A                 D
Let's do it right, move this along

D
No notes, no, here I go

G   A
Future trippin'

Bm                             G  A
The silver clock on my wrist is only tickin'

D
But woe is me, what if, and

  G                             A
I wish it was romantic, all the things we don't know

       Bm                              A
But it has me pushin' panic that we're taking it slow

          G           A   D
'Cause now the future's inchin'

      Bm                        G
And I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it

              A             Bm
All best laid plans, I understand

                                              G
Are still out of our hands and only hourglass sand

            A             D
You say I'm it, I say, "Expand"

                Bm   G
Would chill but can't

           G   A
I'm future trippin'

Bm                             G  A
The silver clock on my wrist is only tickin'

D
But woe is me, what if, and

  G                             A
I wish it was romantic, all the things we don't know

       Bm                              A
But it has me pushin' panic that we're taking it slow

          G           A   D
'Cause now the future's inchin'

      Bm                        G A Bm
And I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it

                          A             G
And I'm just tryna get my head around it

A      D
Future trippin', trippin'

G       A        Bm7
I don't wanna control it

             G
I just wanna know it

         A               Bm
How it's gonna go, yeah, yeah

G       A       Bm
I don't wanna impose

                                  G       A
Some things we're not supposed to know yet

            D                         G
But my head won't stop, my head won't stop

G   A
Future trippin'

Bm                             G  A
The silver clock on my wrist is only tickin'

D
But woe is me, what if, and

  G                             A
I wish it was romantic, all the things we don't know

       Bm                              A
But it has me pushin' panic that we're taking it slow

          G           A   D
'Cause now the future's inchin'

      Bm                        G A  D
And I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it

                                       G A
And I'm just tryna get my head around it

    D                               G
And now I can't stop thinkin' 'bout it

A
Trippin', trippin', trippin'