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                             C  
Loving can hurt
                             Am  
Loving can hurt sometimes
                                  G                                                                    F  
But it's the only thing that I know
                                  C  
When it gets hard
                                                     Am  
You know it can get hard sometimes
                          G                                                                                      F  
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
Am                                                         F  
We keep this love in a photograph
C                                                            G  
We make these memories for ourselves
                          Am  
Where our eyes are never closing
             F  
Our hearts were never broken
             C                                                                 G  
And times forever frozen still
                             C  
So you can keep me inside the pocket of your
G  
Ripped jeans holding me closer till our
Am                                                                            F  
Eyes meet, you won't ever be alone
                                                                  C  
Wait for me to come home
C  
Loving can heal
                             Am  
Loving can mend your soul
                                  G                                                                 F  
And it's the only thing that I know
                                                     C  
I swear it will get easier
                                                                        Am  
remember that with every piece of ya
                                  G                                                                                            F  
It is the only thing we take with us when we die
Am                                                         F  
We keep this love in a photograph
C                                                            G  
We make these memories for ourselves
                          Am  
Where our eyes are never closing
             F  
Our hearts were never broken
          C                                                         G  
And times forever frozen still
                             C  
So you can keep me inside the pocket of your
G  
Ripped jeans holding me closer till our
Am                                                                                 F  
Eyes meet, you won't ever be alone
                             C  
And if you hurt me that's ok baby, we'll be
G  
Words deep inside these pages you just
Am                                                                              F  
Hold me and I won't ever let you go
                                                        Am  
Wait for me to come home
                                                        F  
Wait for me to come home
                                                        Am  
Wait for me to come home
                                                        G  
Wait for me to come home
                             C  
Oh you can fit me inside the necklace you got when you were
G  
16 next to your heartbeat where I
Am                                                                                            F  
Should be, keep it deep within your soul
                             C  
And if you hurt me that's ok baby only
G  
Words bleed inside these pages you just
Am                                                                                 F  
Hold me and I won't ever let you go
                          C  
When I'm away I will remember how you
G                                                                                                    Am  
Kissed me under the lamp post back on sixth street
                                                                                        F  
Hearing you whisper through the phone
G  
Wait for me to come home