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Bbm                      F#      
    That hashtag wants me dead, 
   C#
but I don’t mind
Bbm                   F#        C#
    It’s just another way we grieve
Bbm                   F#         
    for all the times we fail to be 
C#
the ones
Bbm                     F#       
    we thought we had the chance 
   C#
to be


[Chorus]

G#                       F#
    And when it gets too complicated
G#                        F#
    when you can’t get to sleep
C#                       
    when the morning seems 
    F#
impossible
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[Verse 2]

Bbm                  F#      C#
    I don’t mean to miss the good 
old days
Bbm                        F#    
    The good old days were mostly
   C#
 bad
Bbm                 F#        C#
    But I recall how dark the night 
got then
Bbm              F#             C#
    how absences could make me glad


[Chorus]

G#                    F#
    So when it’s too illuminated
G#                    F#
    too loud and indiscreet
C#                             F#
    When it gets you stoned or gets 
you strange
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