Alvvays - Tile by tile

^Am At night I p^C/Gace the floors T^Fmaj7ile by tile, s^Dm7tep by s^Fmaj7tep, 'til ^C/GI reach a ^Cwall ^Am No use in f^C/Gorging on, I tr^Fmaj7y wholeheartedl^Dm7y But s^Fmaj7till end u^C/Gp on your ^Clawn

'Cause ^Dm7I'm still waiting on my invitation I ^Fmaj7shouldn't have ever ^Ggone in the truck The ^Amwhole ride writing in your ^Dm7condensation I ^Fmaj7shouldn't have ever been ^Gcalling it love

^Am At night I t^C/Gake the calls from t^Fmaj7elemarke^Dm7ters In h^Fmaj7opes of h^C/Gearing your ^Cdrawl ^Am I let them bl^C/Gather on with^Fmaj7out a thought ^Dm7I sur^Fmaj7render m^C/Gy credit ^Ccard

'Cause ^Dm7I'm still combing through missed connеctions I ^Fmaj7shouldn't have ever ^Gfollowеd you up I'm ^Amout here swimming in the ^Dm7wrong direction I s^Fmaj7houldn't have ever been ^Gcalling it love

^{Am E7 G} (^DI'm still waiting) Fmaj7 G

Am ^Dm7I still giving off the wrong impression? I ^Fmaj7shouldn't have ever ^Gdialled you up And ^AmI'm still lifting all your ^Dm7old expressions I ^Fmaj7shouldn't have ever been ^Gcalling it l^Dm7ove ^{Fmaj7 G Am}I'm still waiti^Dm7ng (^Fmaj7I'm still waiting^G)