Misc Your Songs - Michisachan - late night thoughts

Can't you believe that ^Cit's the end? Remember all those ^Emfreaky little grins?^G/D And ^Call the late night ^Gsweety things All the ^Emcalls, all the ^Gjokes, all the f^D/F#ront-seat sn^Gacks Where's the photograph of ^Cyou and me? The one with all the ^Emhugging pics?^G/D And also the l^Covely kisses That ^G/Bused to be in ^Amyour ^Gpocket j^D/F#eans Cause ^Amthat the memories ^Dwe never re^Ggret

The ^D/F#soul of an angel, that ^Ccheeky smile And ^D/F#all the flirtings you u^Csed to say The ^D/F#sound of a devil, that ^Emcu

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m^Cad And ^Amall the laughs we us^Ded to have, yeah Do you m^Ciss us? Cause ^CI-^G/Bi-i-^Ami d^D/F#o ^G

Have never thought that i^Ct's a lie When you said that there ^Emis no goodbye For bet^Cter, or fo^Gr the worse For all the ^Amups, and do^Gwns, and the ^D/F#falls And wh^Amere were when yo^Du're needed the m^Gost?

The ^D/F#fancy giggles of your t^Ceeth, The ^D/F#indie sad songs you rep^Ceated Are ^D/F#you here to stay or to fucking ^Cleave? Cause ^Cth^G/Be la^Amte ^D/F#night^G thoughts will never relieving

See^C all y^Dour p^Glays Sta^Cre up,^D star^Ggazing A g^Cirl with a co^Dver on^Em her tears Does he k^Amnow she is cry^Bing? Yeah

The ^D/F#roses and violets, the ^Clate night thought The ^D/F#thought of the things, ^Cwe could've made The ^D/F#future plannings that w^Emill n^G/Dever be ^Cthere

Cause the l^Cate night t^G/Bhoughts will a^Amlways ^D/F#be unfa^Gir