Abby (Demo)

              G                    
Climb up the ivy, come through the 
 Dm
window
                F               
Hide from your family, here with 
      C
your face close
              G                    
Tell on your brother, how he's been
 Dm
 so cold
               F                 
I'll make you dinner, put on your 
   C
headphones
              G                    
Tune out the bad news, letters from
  Dm
 college
              F               
You miss your best friend, she 
           C
should be calling
            G                      
Just fall asleep right here on the 
Dm
carpet
           F                     
I'd never wake you, stay till the 
  C
morning light

C     Dm          Am      F      C
  I'm right here, fall to me, to me
     Dm        Am         F      
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
       C
 sweet dreams
    Dm    Am      F        C
You never heard a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F
I hope you know to talk to me

( G  Dm  Am  C )

                G              
When we were little we shared a 
   Dm
haircut
           F             
Wanted to kill you, I was 
      C
embarrassed
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           G                    Dm
Mothers insisted that we would grow 
up
                       F           
And things would be different cause
               C
 we would be closer
                G              
Tell me your secrets, ask every 
    Dm
question
            F     C
My door is open twenty four-seven
                G                  
Think you were made from something 
     Dm
in heaven
             F                 C
You made me love the number eleven

 C     Dm          Am      F      C
I, I'm right here, fall to me, to me
     Dm        Am         F      
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
       C
 sweet dreams
    Dm    Am      F        C
You never heard a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F       Dm
I hope you know to talk to me

( F  C  G )
( Dm  F  C  G )

              G                Dm
I was just thinking, do you remember
          F                  C
Going to New York back in November
              G                  
Swallowing chocolate, sharing a king
Dm
 bed
            F               
Judging an album, judging my 
 C
boyfriend
           G                 Dm
Isn't it funny we're getting older
             F                
You used to fit right up on my 
 C
shoulders
           G                     
I can't believe our childhood is 
Dm
over
            F                 C
I'm really grateful I get to know 
you

 C     Dm          Am      F      C
I, I'm right here, fall to me, to me
     Dm        Am         F      
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
       C
 sweet dreams
    Dm    Am      F        C
You never heard a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F       C
I hope you know to talk to me

    Dm          Am      F      C
I'm right here, fall to me, to me
     Dm        Am         F      
Fill your head with sweet dreams,
       C
 sweet dreams
    Dm    Am      F        C
You never heard a thing, nothing
  Dm       Am      F       C
I hope you know to talk to me