Tom: D
Introdução:
D
Common sense would tell me
A
I don't deserve the anxiety
Bm
But don't underestimate the mind
A
When it comes to discounting blessings, I just
verse 2
D
Need a minute, and I will meet you downstairs
A
Misplaced my head but I know it's somewhere
Bm
This mopey introspection is getting old
A
And I'm getting old, and you're getting older
verse 3
D
So I will lay on the bed that we bought with credit
A
And I will think of the words and the way that you said it
Bm
You said, ?life is weird but it's mostly worth keeping?
A
It's like some random words that you say when you're sleeping
verse 4
D
It's an amalgamation of thoughts unsaid
A
And it's every limitation of every language
Bm
It's a broken record of love and anguish
A
It's a lot to ask but I find myself asking
Verse 5
D
How do we let go and how do we hold on?
A
How do we know what we've got before it's gone?
Bm
I want to take the reigns, I want to make it right
A
But you can't own the pain and you can't own the light
Verse 6
D
And you can't own connection and you can't own the time
A
And you can't own the world's sadness even when it feels like
Bm
Deep down, you kind of need it, 'cause at least it's something real
A
You told me
Outro
D
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love
A
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love
Bm
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love
A
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love