Misc Soundtrack - Hamilton - burn

I s^Bmaved every letter you wr^F#ote me Fro^Gm the moment I r^Dead them I k^Emnew you were m^Bmine You said you were m^F#ine I thought you were m^Gine ^{D Em}

D^Bmo you know what Angel^F#ica said When we ^Gsaw your first let^Dter arri^Emve?

Be^Bm careful with that one, love He will d^F#o what it takes to surv^Give.â

Y^Dou ^Emand your wo^Bmrds flooded my s^F#enses Your sent^Gences le^Dft me defen^Emseless You built me pal^Bmaces out of parag^F#raphs You built cathe^Gdrals ^{D Em} Im re-re^Bmading the letters you wr^F#ote me Im searc^Ghing and scanning for answe^Drs In^Em every li^Bmne For some kind of si^F#gn And when you were m^Gine

B^Aur^Bmn ^{F# Gmaj7} B^Aur^Bmn ^{F# Gmaj7}

You ^Bmpublished the letters she wr^F#ote you You t^Gold the whole world how you bro^Dught Th^Emis girl into our ^Bmbed In clearing your n^F#ame, you have r^Guined our l^Dive^Ems Do you ^Bmknow what Angelica said ^F# When she re^Gad what youd do^Dne?^Em

You have mar^Bmried an Icarus He has fl^F#own too close to the s^Gun.â

You and your wo^Drds, ^Emobsessed with your legacy... Your se^Bmntences border on sen^F#seless And you are pa^Granoid in every p^Dara^Emgraph How they perceive y^Gou

Im era^Bmsing myself from the nar^F#rative Let fu^Gture historians wo^Dnder how E^Emliza Reacted when you broke her h^Bmeart You have t^F#orn it all apart I am wa^Gtching it

^ABu^Bmrn ^{F# Gmaj7} W^Gmaj7atching it b^Aur^Bmn ^{F# Gmaj7} The world has no right to my he^Bmart The world has no place in our b^F#ed They dont get to know what I sa^Gid Im burning th^De memor^Emies Burning the l^Bmetters that might have red^F#eemed you You for^Gfeit all rights to m^Dy ^Emheart You for^Bmfeit the place in our ^F#bed You sle^Gep in your office ins^Dtead ^Em With on^Bmly the memories Of when you were mi^Ane I hope that you b^Bmurn