Em C Dm C#m Em C Dm [Verse] C#m Em C All the things that I ran from D Adim Em C D I now bring as close to me as I can C#m Em C D Ripping hotel sheets with gritted teeth Am Em C My montage of lost things D C#m Em C D A Em C D My shiny trinkets of grief [Chorus] C#m Em C D Why don't you give me a call? C#m Em C D Open my mouth, yes, I'll take it all C#m Em C D All this work gone to waste C#dim Em C You make me climb, then you shut the gate