Matthew Koma - Suitcase

You look like ^EbSundays with my ex eating breakfast with your ^Bbarms across your chest like a cross She wore my ^Abtrust around her neck 'til it hung her ^{Bb B} My baby she was ^Ebclinically obsessed Our identity was ^Bbphysical but less Every now and then her ^Abnoise inside my head Reenters ^{Bb B}

She said I remember ^Ebloving you All of the good shit^Bb and all the bad shit too Yeah I remember ^Cmhating you ^Bb For all the right things^Ab you never tried to do I remember ^Ebneeding you Call me an addict^Bb to your elastic moods I’m packing every ^Cmmemory ^Bbthat we ^Abmade In a suitcase ^Eb

You’re on a ^Ebtrain I used to wreck With the bullets of the ^Bbleast of my respect I wish there was a ^Abshot I could regret But there isn’t ^{Bb B} Yeah there were ^Ebtongues I spoke in heat that I never meant to ^Bbsay or meant to mean In the shop or when I ^Absee her in my sleep In visions ^{Bb B}

She said I remember ^Ebloving you All of the good shit^Bb and all the bad shit too Yeah I remember ^Cmhating you ^Bb For all the right things^Ab you never tried to do I remember ^Ebneeding you Call me an addict^Bb to your elastic moods I’m packing every ^Cmmemory ^Bbthat we ^Abmade In a suitcase ^Cm

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She said I remember ^Ebloving you All of the good shit^Bb and all the bad shit too Yeah I remember ^Cmhating you ^Bb For all the right things^Ab you never tried to do I remember ^Ebneeding you Call me an addict^Bb to your elastic moods I’m packing every ^Cmmemory ^Bbthat we ^Abmade

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