CYou left your typewriter at my apartment
FStraight from the tortured poets department
CI think some things I never say
FLike, "Who uses typewriters anyway?"
AmBut you're in self-sabotage mode
GThrowing spikes down on the road
CBut I've seen this episode and Gstill loved the show
AmWho else decodes Gyou?
CAnd who's gonna Ghold you Amlike me?F
CAnd who's gonna Gknow you, if Amnot me?
I Flaughed in your face and said
C"You're not Dylan Thomas, GI'm not Patti Smith
AmThis ain't the Chelsea Hotel, Fwe'rе modern idiots"
AndC who's gonna Ghold you Amlike me?F
CNobodyG
AmNo-fucking-bodyF
CNobody
CYou smokеd, then ate seven bars of chocolate
FWe declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
CI scratch your head,G you fall asleep
AmLike a tattooed Fgolden retriever
AmBut you awaken with dread
GPounding nails in your head
CBut I've read this one Gwhere you come undone
AmI chose this Gcyclone with you
CAnd who's gonna Ghold you Amlike me?F
CAnd who's gonna Gknow you Amlike me?
(FWho's gonna know you?)
C"You're not Dylan Thomas, I'm Gnot Patti Smith
AmThis ain't the Chelsea Hotel,F we're modern idiots"
CAnd who's gonna Ghold you Amlike me?F
CNo-fucking-body
G(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
AmNobody
F(Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?)
CNobody
CSometimes, I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me
FBut you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave
CAnd I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen
FEveryone we know understands why it's meant to be
Am'Cause we're Gcrazy
CSo tell me, who else is gonna Gknow me?
At Amdinner, you take my ring off my middle finger
And put it on the one Fpeople put wedding rings on
And that's the Cclosest I've come to Gmy heart exploding G
CWhat do you Gtell your friends we
AmShared dinners,F long weekends with
CTruth is I Gcan't pretend it's
AmPlatonic, it's Fjust ended
So CI call my mom, she said that it Gwas for the best
RemindAm myself the more FI gave, you’d want me less
I Ccannot be your friend
GSo I pay the price of what I Amlost (of what I lost)
FAnd what it cost
Now that we don't Ctalk
GNow that we don’t talk
CWho’s gonna Ghold you Amlike me
FNow that we don’t talk
CWho’s gonna Gknow you Amnot me
FNow that we don’t talk
C"You're not Dylan Thomas, GI'm not Patti Smith
AmThis ain't the Chelsea Hotel, Fwe'rе modern idiots"
CAnd who's gonnaG hold you Amnot me
FNow that we don’t Ctalk
GNow that we don’t Amtalk
FNow that we don’t Ctalk
CI don't have to pretend I like acid rock
GOr that I'd like to be on a mega yacht
AmWith important men who think important thoughts
FGuess maybe I am better off
CAnd the only way back to my dignity
GWas to turn into a shrouded mystery
AmJust like I had been when you were chasing me
FGuess this is how it has to be
Now that we don't Ctalk
