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CWhat's it like to be alone on a Sunday
GRemembering the time you saw C9them just yesterday
AmSing me a song, tell me your Gbthoughts
FI could listen to you Fmall night long
And CI don't care about my Gsleeping routine C9
I Amfucked it up as it is but we've got so much Gbtime to kill
As the Fnight rocks Fmme to sleep
COh C G C9 Am Gb F Fm
CRemember when we felt like animations
And Gdidn't need a-grades for C9self validation
AmTell me about the things that you Gblove
The Fworld simply needs more aFmffection 'cause
CI don't care about what Gpeople think of me C9
I'm Amfucked up as it is but we've got so much Gbtime to kill
And Fso many Fmthings to see
CLife's too short to worry about Gthings that we got C9wrong
So Amhug all your friends and let them Gbmknow
You're not Fletting go
No FmI won't let go, oh oh
AmFCC
AmFCG
You don't Amknow what it's like to be Fnothing at all
When the Cnight turns cold my Gthoughts feel like stone
And it's Amnothing I can't cFhange, but I can't
CBreathe anymore, I Gforgot how to walk by myGself
I could Amdo with a lGbittle more of your Fhelp Fm
CCGC9
AmGbFFm
CLife's too short to worry about Gthings that we got C9wrong
So Amhug all your friends and let them Gbmknow
You're not Fletting go
FmI'm not letting go
CLife's too short to worry about Gthings that we got C9wrong
So Amhug all your friends and let them Gbmknow
You're not Fletting go
No FmI won't let go, oh oh C
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