Hamilton - Burn
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[Intro]
Bm F# G D Em (x2)
[Eliza]
I Bmsaved every letter you wF#rote me
GFrom the moment I rDead them
I Emknew you were mBmine
You said you were mF#ine
I thought you were Gmine D Em
BmDo you know what AnF#gelica said
When we sGaw your first letter aDrrive? Em
She said
Bm“Be careful with F#that one, love
He will Gdo what it takes to surDvive.”
EmYou and your wBmords flooded my sF#enses
Your sGentences left me defeDnseless
EmYou built me paBmlaces out of paF#ragraphs
You built catGhedrals D Em
I’m re-reBmading the letters you wF#rote me
I’m seGarching and scanning for anDswers
In eEmvery lBmine
For some kind of sF#ign
And when you were mGine
The world seemed to
DBurBmn F#m G7
DBurBmn F#m G7
You pBmublished the letters she wF#rote you
You Gtold the whole world how you bDrought
This girl iEmnto our Bmbed
In clearing your F#name, you have ruined our lGives D Em
BmDo you know what AnF#gelica said G
When she read what you’d dDone? Em
She said Bm
“You have married an IcF#arus
He has fGlown too close to the Dsun.”
EmYou and your wBmords, obsessed with your lF#egacy...
Your seGntences border on senDseless
EmAnd you are pBmaranoid in every pF#aragraph
How they perGceive you
You, you, you…
I’m eBmrasing myself from the nF#arrative
Let fGuture historians woDnder how EEmliza
BmReacted when you broke herF# heart
GYou have torn it all apart
I am watching it
DBurBmn F#m G7
Watching it DburnBm F#m G7
The world has no Aright to my heDart
The world has no pF#m/C#lace in our bed
They dBm7on’t get to know what I sG7aid
I’m bAurning the memDories
Burning the lF#m/C#etters that might have rBm7edeemed you
You foG7rfeit all riAghts to my hDeart
You forfeit the pF#m/C#lace in our bed
You sBm7leep in your office inG7stead
With oAnly the meDmories
Of when you wF#m/C#ere mine Bm G
I hope that you bBmurn F# G D Em Bm9