Ed Sheeran - Old phone

I found my ^Gold phone today In a box that I had ^Dhidden away Nostalgia tryin' to ^Cadd9lead me astray Maybe I'll unwrite some ^Gwron^Dgs I charged the ^Gbattery again Combinations 'cause my ^Dpasscode had changed Opened up and saw fa^Cadd9miliar names Now I wonder where they've ^Ggone ^D

Conversations with my ^Em7dead friends Messages from all my ^Cadd9exes I kinda think that this was ^Gbest left There, in the past, where it be^Dlongs I feel an overwhеlming ^Em7sadness Of all the friends I do not ^Cadd9havе left Seeing how my family has ^Gfractured Growin' up and movin' ^Don

I found my ^Gold phone today Arguments that I ^Dtry to keep at bay The ones who love me, I just ^Cadd9push them away Couldn't tell the difference from the ^Glee^Dches My closed hand ^Gstill holds some mates But if I'm open, it gets ^Dsmaller day by day I can't tell if it is ^Cadd9pleasure or pain Tryin' to keep within my ^Gre^Dmain

Conversations with my ^Em7dead friends Messages from all my ^Cadd9exes I kinda think that this was ^Gbest left There, in the past, where it be^Dlongs I feel an overwhеlming ^Em7sadness Of all the friends I do not ^Cadd9havе left Seeing how my family has ^Gfractured Growin' up and movin' ^Don

Ooh-ooh-^Em7ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-^Cadd9ooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-^Gooh, ooh-ooh Ooh-ooh-^Dooh, ooh-ooh

I found my ^Gold phone today So full of love, yet ^Dso full of hate I put it back inside there ^Cadd9from whence it came Nothing good will come from re^Ggret^Dting

Conversations with my

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dead friends Messages from all my

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exes I kinda think that this was

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best left There, in the past, where it be

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longs I feel an overwhеlming ^Em7sadness Of all the friends I do not ^Cadd9havе left Seeing how my family has ^Gfractured Growin' up and movin' ^Don

I found my ^Em7old phone today