The Songs I Didnt Write

              Bm       E
When you have gone to bed
         A               F#m
And I am alone inside my head
              Bm   E
I turn on the stereo
             A
The one only I can know

[Bridge]
               A
And I hear the songs
                Bm
That I didn't write
                  E
I hear what they sounded like
         F#m
All over town
         G
All over town
         E
All over town

[Verse]
              Bm      E
It would have made me cry
                  A             F#m
What would have fallen from your eye
           Bm             E
Would have destroyed our love
E
and I would say...

[Bridge]
A
Oh my God, oh my God, what was I 
thinking of?

[Chorus]
Bm              E
Every night it plays, a little 
louder
A               F#m
Telling me to sing, a little louder
Bm                 C#
Telling me I can't escape
F#                   F#7
Escape the way I am, a little louder
Bm             E
Every night I open up my folder
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A                F#m
To recollect the words

[Bridge]
               A
I heard in the songs
              Bm
That I didn't write
                  E
I heard what they sounded like
         F#m
All over town
         G
All over town
         E
All over town

[Verse]
             Bm        E
But when you heard the notes
                A               
That would have vaulted from my 
F#m
throat
            Bm              
There was a meaning past the 
 C#
awfulness
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There's something pure and true
                      E
That would have been great!

[Solo]
A  D  E  A
A  D  E

[Verse]
              E       Bm
It would have made me cry
                A              F#m
What would have fallen from my eye
           Bm        E
Merely had poisoned me
E
And I would say

[Bridge]
A
Oh my god, oh my god, I had to get 
it out

[Chorus]
Bm              E
Every night it plays, a little 
louder
A             F#m
Telling me to sing, a little louder
Bm           C#
Telling me I can't escape
F#                   F#7
Escape the way I am, a little louder
Bm              E
Every night my pen is getting drier
A                   F#m
Writing down those words

[Bridge]
F#m            A
I sing in the songs
              Bm
That I didn't write
                 E
I sing what they sounded like
         F#m
All over town
         G
All over town
         E
All over town

[Verse]
             Bm         E
But when you heard the poem
                 A               
That would have shook around our 
F#m
home
              Bm              
There was a chance it could've 
 C#
broken down
    F#               Ebdim
The walls around our path
                     E
That would have been great

[Other]
E
I hear the songs and what they 
sounded like
E
I hear the songs and what they 
sounded like
E
I hear the songs and what they 
sounded like
E
I hear the songs