Sorry Not Sorry piano leadsheet with chords

(Pay back is a bad chick and,

baby, I'm the baddest.

I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest,

I'm the baddest.

Go!) Now, I'm out here looking like revenge,

feelin' like a ten,

the best I've ever been.

And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this,

but it gets worse.

(Wait a minute.)

Now, you're out here looking like regret,

ain't too proud to beg, second chance you'll never get.

And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this,

but it gets worse.

(Wait a minute.)

Now, pay back is a bad chick and,

baby, I'm the baddest, you playin' with a savage,

can't have this, can't have this.

And it be nice of me to take it easy on ya,

but nah.

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Being so bad got me feelin' so good,

showing you up like I knew that I would.

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Feeling inspired 'cause the tables have turned,

yeah, I'm on fire and I know that it burns.

Baby, fineness is the way to kill,

tell me how it feel, bet it's such a bitter pill.

And yeah, I know you thought you had bigger,

better things, bet right now this stings.

(Wait a minute.)

'Cause the grass is greener under me,

bright as technicolour, I can tell that you can see.

And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this,

but it gets worse.

(Wait a minute.)

Now, pay back is a bad chick and,

baby, I'm the baddest, you playin' with a savage,

can't have this, can't have this.

And it be nice of me to take it easy on ya,

but nah.

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Being so bad got me feelin' so good,

showing you up like I knew that I would.

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Baby, I'm sorry.

(I'm not sorry.)

Feeling inspired 'cause the tables have turned,

yeah, I'm on fire and I know that it burns.

Baby, fineness is the way to kill,

tell me how it feel, bet it's such a bitter pill.

And yeah, I know you thought you had bigger,

better things, bet right now this stings.

(Wait a minute.)

'Cause the grass is greener under me,

bright as technicolour, I can tell that you can see.

And yeah, I know how bad it must hurt to see me like this,

but it gets worse.

(Wait a minute.)

Now, burns.

Talk that talk, baby,

better walk, better walk that walk,

baby. If you talk, if you talk that talk,

baby, better walk, better walk that walk,

baby. Oh, yeah.

Talk that talk, baby,

better walk, better walk that walk,

baby. If you talk, if you talk that talk,

baby, better walk, better walk that walk,

baby. Baby, I'm sor - burns.

(Pay back is a bad chick and,

baby, I'm the baddest.

I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest,

I'm the baddest, I'm the baddest...)