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   A                                                   C#m                         Bm 
Spit in my face, tell me I didn't mean what I said
   A                                                                 C#m           Bm 
I'll take those words with me when I'm dead
 A                                                 E                                       Bm 
Open your mouth and contradict everything you said last summer
 A                                               C#m       Bm 
I don't even know you anymore, anymore

 E                                                       F#m                                                         C#m                 A 
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
 E                                                                                                           F#m 
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
                       C#m                                     A                         E 
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
 E                                               C#mA  E 
You'll be thinking of me
 A                                                           F#m                   E                                       C#m 
Maybe I'll run away from home, fake my own death and see if you really care
                                 E                                                                                     A 
A week goes by, I doubt you'll be waiting around for me at all
                                                                                                 C#m 
No matter how many times I walk up my driveway, you won't be there
             E                                                           A 
You're nowhere to be found because everything you said was a lie

 E                                                       F#m                                                         C#m                 A 
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
 E                                                                                                           F#m 
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
                       C#m                                     A                         E 
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
 E                                               C#mA  E 
You'll be thinking of me
E, A, E, A
 A                                                                 E 
You wanted me when I was running away
                                           A 
I needed you when I ripped your heart out
                                       E 
I can't count the times we fell apart
                           A 
We can't go back, it's not the same
                           E 
We can't go back, it's not the same
                           A 
We can't go back, it's not the same
                           E                                     F#m 
We can't go back, it's not the--
 E                                                       F#m                                                         C#m                 A 
You really fucked me up this time for good, even though you didn't mean to
 E                                                                                                           F#m 
When the weather clears, that sweatshirt weather won't keep you warm like I do
                       C#m                                     A                         E 
You'll be thinking of my sleepy eyes and bony knees
 E                                               C#mA  E 
You'll be thinking of me
   A                                                         C#m                           Bm 
When something's fallen apart as many times as us
   A                                                           C#m                       Bm 
I can't put it back together, it's not the same