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[Intro]
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | - | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | - | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Cmaj7 | D |
[Interlude]
| G - | Gaddb6 G |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | G - | Gaddb6 G |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | G - | Gaddb6 G |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | G - | - - |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | - - |
[Verse 1]
Ab/Db
I remember it well
Fm Ab/Gb
Smoked the last of the weed beside your armchair
Ab/Db
Said you were tired
Fm
You said you need something,
Ab/Gb
need something to hold
Ab/Db Fm
So I gave you my coat
Ab/Gb Ab/Db Fm
You chose to lean on me,
Ab/Gb Ab/Db
lean on me instead
[Post-Verse]
| Ebm7 | - | - | - |
| Gbmaj7/F | - | Ebm/Gb | - |
[Interlude]
Dbmaj7 Bbm Ebm/Ab Gb Dbmaj7
Bbm Ebm/Ab Gb Dbmaj7
(Oh, oh)
I hate the way that I talk
Bbm
When the words won't give off
Ebm/Ab Gb
The kind of praise esteemed of you
Dbmaj7
And what the hell could I say
Bbm
When you're two stars from grace
Ebm/Ab Gb
And the world turns for you?
Dbmaj7
I'm just saying, man
If the Lord worked oh so kindly
Bbm Ebm/Ab Gb
He could whip me up a clone of you
Dbmaj7
But I still wouldn't glance
'Cause the thought of someone further
Bbm
'Cause I'd have to take a month off work
Ebm/Ab Gb
To sit down in the kitchen
[Outro]
Gb
And explain all our injokes
And teach her all our fiction
And cry with her to WallE
And still, I'd fuckin' miss ya
And finally, it hit me
That I was not the fixall
I was just the villain
And every single modicum of energy
I gave to all the little things
Compounded my placidity
And drove out all the good things
And made life, oh, so heavy
And now I can't wake up and talk to you
Oh, distant you
Oh, gorgeous you
Oh, you
[Intro]
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | - | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | - | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Gmaj7/B | Cmaj7 | G | - |
| Cmaj7 | D |
[Interlude]
| G - | Gaddb6 G |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | G - | Gaddb6 G |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | G - | Gaddb6 G |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | G - | - - |
| Gmaj7/B - | Cmaj7 - | - - |
[Verse 1]
| Ab/Db |
| - | - | Fm | Ab/Gb |
| Ab/Db | - | Fm | Ab/Gb |
| Ab/Db | - | Fm | Ab/Gb |
| Ab/Db | - | Fm | Ab/Gb |
| Ab/Db | - | - | - |
I remember it well
Smoked the last of the weed beside your armchair
Said you were tired
You said you need something,
need something to hold
So I gave you my coat
You chose to lean on me,
lean on me instead
[Post-Verse]
| Ebm7 | - | - | - |
| Gbmaj7/F | - | Ebm/Gb | - |
[Interlude]
| Dbmaj7 - | - - | Bbm - | Ebm/Ab Gb |
| Dbmaj7 - | - - | Bbm - | Ebm/Ab Gb |
| Dbmaj7 - | - - | Bbm - | Ebm/Ab Gb |
| Dbmaj7 - | - - | Bbm - | Ebm/Ab Gb |
| Dbmaj7 - | - - | Bbm - | Ebm/Ab Gb |
| Dbmaj7 - | - - | Bbm - | Ebm/Ab Gb |
(Oh, oh)
I hate the way that I talk
When the words won't give off
The kind of praise esteemed of you
And what the hell could I say
When you're two stars from grace
And the world turns for you?
I'm just saying, man
If the Lord worked oh so kindly
He could whip me up a clone of you
But I still wouldn't glance
'Cause the thought of someone further
'Cause I'd have to take a month off work
To sit down in the kitchen
[Outro]
| Gb |
And explain all our injokes
And teach her all our fiction
And cry with her to WallE
And still, I'd fuckin' miss ya
And finally, it hit me
That I was not the fixall
I was just the villain
And every single modicum of energy
I gave to all the little things
Compounded my placidity
And drove out all the good things
And made life, oh, so heavy
And now I can't wake up and talk to you
Oh, distant you
Oh, gorgeous you
Oh, you
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