[C]You left your typewriter at my apartment
[F]Straight from the tortured poets department
[C]I think some things I never say
[F]Like, "Who uses typewriters anyway?"
[Am]But you're in self-sabotage mode
[G]Throwing spikes down on the road
[C]But I've seen this episode and [G]still loved the show
[Am]Who else decodes [G]you?
[C]And who's gonna [G]hold you [Am]like me?[F]
[C]And who's gonna [G]know you, if [Am]not me?
I [F]laughed in your face and said
[C]"You're not Dylan Thomas, [G]I'm not Patti Smith
[Am]This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, [F]we'rе modern idiots"
And[C] who's gonna [G]hold you [Am]like me?[F]
[C]Nobody[G]
[Am]No-fucking-body[F]
[C]Nobody
[C]You smokеd, then ate seven bars of chocolate
[F]We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
[C]I scratch your head,[G] you fall asleep
[Am]Like a tattooed [F]golden retriever
[Am]But you awaken with dread
[G]Pounding nails in your head
[C]But I've read this one [G]where you come undone
[Am]I chose this [G]cyclone with you
[C]And who's gonna [G]hold you [Am]like me?[F]
(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
[C]And who's gonna [G]know you [Am]like me?
([F]Who's gonna know you?)
I laughed in your face and said
[C]"You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm [G]not Patti Smith
[Am]This ain't the Chelsea Hotel,[F] we're modern idiots"
[C]And who's gonna [G]hold you [Am]like me?[F]
(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
[C]No-fucking-body
[G](Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
[Am]Nobody
[F](Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?)
[C]Nobody
[C]Sometimes, I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me
[F]But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave
[C]And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen
[F]Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
[Am]'Cause we're [G]crazy
[C]So tell me, who else is gonna [G]know me?
At [Am]dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger
And put it on the one [F]people put wedding rings on
And that's the [C]closest I've come to [G]my heart exploding
[G]
[C]What do you [G]tell your friends we
[Am]Shared dinners,[F] long weekends with
[C]Truth is I [G]can't pretend it's
[Am]Platonic, it's [F]just ended
So [C]I call my mom, she said that it [G]was for the best
Remind[Am] myself the more [F]I gave, you’d want me less
I [C]cannot be your friend
[G]So I pay the price of what I [Am]lost (of what I lost)
[F]And what it cost
Now that we don't [C]talk
[G]Now that we don’t talk
[C]Who’s gonna [G]hold you [Am]like me
[F]Now that we don’t talk
[C]Who’s gonna [G]know you [Am]not me
[F]Now that we don’t talk
[C]"You're not Dylan Thomas, [G]I'm not Patti Smith
[Am]This ain't the Chelsea Hotel, [F]we'rе modern idiots"
[C]And who's gonna[G] hold you [Am]not me
[F]Now that we don’t [C]talk
[G]Now that we don’t [Am]talk
[F]Now that we don’t [C]talk
[C]I don't have to pretend I like acid rock
[G]Or that I'd like to be on a mega yacht
[Am]With important men who think important thoughts
[F]Guess maybe I am better off
Now that we don't talk
[C]And the only way back to my dignity
[G]Was to turn into a shrouded mystery
[Am]Just like I had been when you were chasing me
[F]Guess this is how it has to be
Now that we don't [C]talk
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