Misc Unsigned Bands - Bamf - racing down the road

Please take me back to the g^Good years, when every moment was b^Cadd2etter than the last. I conjured up all the ^Ammemories of how good it used to be, even ^Dthough

I used to feed off your ^Gevery word I hope no one overheard the conver^Cadd2sations in the past so let's keep them ^Amposted in the back of the books while gettin' ^Ddirty looks and giving them right back Bm/D Am These places and times mean the world to me, this letter on the floor is Bm/D proof that this will never last. I'll read it again until some truth comes out, '^Amcause years of bad luck is something ^DI'll just have to outlast

^GI'll find the way that ^Cadd2we came home when we're ^Gracing down the road in a^Cadd2 car we didn't own,^G oh baby when ^Cadd2we're in Rome we'll take th^Em7e sidewalks and streets, make ^Dthirty days feel like a week. ^GI never let someone get so ^Cadd2close to me, 'cause this is s^Em7upposed to be, I know it's ^Cadd2meant to be.^G You can ask me twenty ^Cadd2years from now, I'll still remember when we laid on the grass and

Get in and shut the ^Gdoor, 'cause this trip might be our ^Cadd2very last. I tried to be how you w^Amanted me without letting you see how much t^Drouble I have had. I used to write you c^Gonstant love notes in which you didn't d^Cadd2eserve from the first to the last, I keep telling you s^Amecrets that no one's ever hear and let you t^Dell them to the world

^GI'll find the way that ^Cadd2we came home when we're ^Gracing down the road in a^Cadd2 car we didn't own,^G oh baby when ^Cadd2we're in Rome we'll take th^Em7e sidewalks and streets, make ^Dthirty days feel like a week. ^GI never let someone get so ^Cadd2close to me, 'cause this is s^Em7upposed to be, I know it's ^Cadd2meant to be.^G You can ask me twenty ^Cadd2years from now, I'll still ^Em7remember how we got here today

^Em7Now I'm just another ^Cadd2one in the rank, another ^Gguy to hear you out, another ^Dsus4name for you to shout. ^Em7I'll keep your number ^Cadd2first in mind and when the ^Gworld's about to end I'll be the ^Dsus4one to save your^Em7 life

^GI'll find the way that ^Cadd2we came home when we're ^Gracing down the road in a^Cadd2 car we didn't own,^G oh baby when ^Cadd2we're in Rome we'll take th^Em7e sidewalks and streets, make ^Dthirty days feel like a week. ^GI never let someone get so ^Cadd2close to me, 'cause this is s^Em7upposed to be, I know it's ^Cadd2meant to be.^G You can ask me twenty ^Cadd2years from now, I'll still remember when we laid on the grass and