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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