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Capo: 7 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] C Em E Am Am D7 F Fm [Verse 1]
CWhat's it like to be alone on a Sunday ReEmmembering the time you saw tEhem just yesterday? AmSing me a song, tell me your tD7houghts FI could listen to you aFmll night long
[Pre-Chorus]
And CI don't care about my sEmleeping routine E I Amfucked it up as it is but we've got so much tD7ime to kill As the Fnight rocks mFme to sleep
[Verse 2]
CRemember when we felt like animations And dEmidn't need A grades for Eself-validation? AmTell me about the things that you D7love The Fworld simply needs more Fmaffection 'cause
[Pre-Chorus]
CI don't care about what Empeople think of me E I'm Amfucked up as it is but we've got so much D7time to kill And Fso many tFmhings to see
[Chorus]
CLife's too short to worry about Emthings that we got Ewrong So Amhug all your friends and let them D7know You're not Fletting go FmI'm not letting go
[Verse 3]
CDid and your friends have fun on the weekend? NoEmthing feels better than Esleeping in, sleeping in AmWatch as my head falls away frD7om the room FI would hug all my frieFmnds if they weren’t friends with you
[Bridge]
You don't Amknow what it's like to be Fnothing at all When the Cnight turns cold, my Ethoughts feel like stone And it's Amnothing I can't Fchange, but I can't Cbreathe anymore I forCgot how to walk by myself I could do with a D7little more of yourF help Fm
[Chorus]
LCife's too short to worry about Emthings that we got Ewrong So Amhug all your friends and let them D7know You're not Fletting go No FmI won't let go, oh-oh