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Capo: 4 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Verse]
I'll beFmaj7 honest, I wasn't dEm7evastated But you Am7could've held my Dm7hands through this, baby Fmaj7 Let my mind run underneathAm7 warm jets
Fmaj7 I run my hands through what's left But we're getting older, baby Em7 Don't have much longer baby Why am IAm7 preaching? To thisDm7 choir, to this atheist Fmaj7 Just like mine, versions of these beloEm7ng to yoAm7u
[Outro]
Fmaj7 After a while They're keeping me Emclose to you
Fmaj7 Just like me, they long to be Em Close to you
Em And that is why Fmaj7 I never can say gooEmdbye, no, no, no, I Fmaj7 I never can say gooEmdbye