Gracie Abrams - I told you things

^CI told you things that I never sai^Amd You're the golden boy and my worst regre^Gt So I cut the cost and I limit fee^Cling ^CYou were all at once 'til the fade to bla^Amck Took your cigarettes and poems ba^Gck You were in my hands, now you're on my ^Cceiling

But ^Chow's the city been? You get recognized^Am at the local bar By the drunken ^Gguys and the starlet girls They claw for ^Cpieces ^CDo you give a few? Do you like ^Amthat? Do you freak out or get ^Gsad? Do you go home, or am I reachin^Cg?

^AmHey, wait, ^Fguess what? ^CYestеrday^F I stopped and played it ^Gsafe Instеad of walking ^Amstraight to you to ^Csay Stay, nevermind, o^Fkay Don't mean it, plus you've ^Gchanged Not much, but just e^Amnough to throw a^Cway Fake fantasies and ^Fgames I've lost a year, it's ^Gstrange Composed a hundred ^Amways to tell you ^CHey, what if I took your ^Fcall as more than just a ^Gcall? As writing on the ^Amwalls, you built this ^Ccage Lost color in my ^Amface, you're fearing I'm in^Gsane Hallucination, shame, guilt, pain, more ^Cpain

(Don't let them know we're in pain) ^AmMore pain (Don't let them know we're in pain) ^GMore pain (Don't let them know we're in pain) More ^Gpain

^CI told you things that I never ^Amsaid To anybody else, I regret ^Gthem But I'll pack it up and pract^Cice leaving (Mm) You were all at once 'til the fade to ^Amblack 'Til the yellow glow, turned a little^G sad You were in my hands, but you're good at ^Gleaving