Am                G6
     I know you know
                      F7M
It felt just like a joke
                 G6
I show, you don't   And now we're talkin'
  Am                 G6
     I know your ghost
                       F7M
I see her through the smoke
                C/G                     Am
She'll play her show And you'll be watchin'

                        Am/G                C/G     F7M
And if history's clear, someone always ends up in ruins
                     C                                     Am
And what seemed like fate becomes "What the hell was I doin'?"
        Am7/G                         F7M
Babylon lovers hangin' lifetimes on a vine (Ooh)
                C
Do you miss mine?

                 F
Do you miss us, us?

I felt it, you held it
       C    F9      G4
Do you miss us,     us?
                           Am          G4
Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us
F9              C
Us (Us), us (Us), us (Us)

           F9
I know you know
                       G4
It felt like somethin' old
                                                  C
It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin', so
                       F9
It fеlt like what I've known
                         G4
You're twеnty-nine years old
                  G4                  C
So how can you be cold when I open my home?

                            F9                         G4
And if history's clear, the flames always end up in ashes

And what seemed like fate, give it ten months and you'll be past
C
It (You'll be past it)
           F                               G4
Babylon lovers hangin' missed calls on the line
           G4
I gave you mine

        C     F   G4
Did you mind us, us?
                               C    F9     G4
I felt it, you held it, do you miss us,    us?
                      C          F
Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us
G4             G4
Us (Us), us (Us), us (Us)

Am
That night, you were talkin'
     C
False prophets and profits
     F
They make in the margins
   G4
Of poetry sonnets
    Am               C
You never read up on it

Shame, could've learned somethin'
F9                    G4
Robert Bly on my nightstand
                        Am
Gifts from you, how ironic
               C                     F9
The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle
            G4
You're incomparable, fuck
Am
It was chemical
F                             G4
You (You) plus (Plus) me (Me) was

C   F9     G4
Us, us,    us

G6
I felt it, you held it


       C    F9      G4
Do you miss us,     us?
                           C       F9      G4
Wonder if you regret the secret of us,     us
                           C      F    G4
Mistaken for strangers the way it was, was
                                 C         F        G4
The pain of, the reign of, the flame of us, us
                          C          F        G4
The outline, well, sometimes, do you miss us, us?
                                       C/G
The best kind, well, sometimes, do you miss us?