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FI told you things that I never said
A#maj7You're the golden boy and Fmy worst regret
So I cut the Fcost and I limit feeling
You were all at Fonce 'til the fade to black
A#maj7Took your cigarettes and Cpoems back
You were in my hands, now you're on my Fceiling
FBut how's the city been?
You get Frecognized at the local bar
By the drunken Cguys and the starlet girls
They claw for Fpieces
Do you give a few? Do you like Dmthat?
Do you freak Dmout or get Csad?
Do you go home, or am I Freaching?
DmHey, wait, A#guess what?
FYestеrday A#I stopped and played it Csafe
Instеad of walking Dmstraight to you to Fsay
Stay, nevermind, A#okay
Don't mean it, plus you've Cchanged
Not much, but just Dmenough to throw Faway
Fake fantasies and A#games
I've lost a year, it's Cstrange
Composed a hundred Dmways to tell you
FHey, what if I took your A#call as more than just a Ccall?
As writing on the Dmwalls, you built this Fcage
Lost color in my Dmface, you're fearing I'm Cinsane
Hallucination, shame, guilt, pain, more Fpain
(Don't let them know we're in pain) DmMore pain
(Don't let them know we're in pain) CMore pain
(Don't let them know we're in pain) More Cpain
FI told you things that I never Dmsaid
To anybody else, I regret Cthem
But I'll pack it up and Fpractice leaving (Mm)
You were all at once 'til the fade to Dmblack
'Til the yellow glow, turned a little Csad
You were in my hands, but you're good at Cleaving
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