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Intro
D
Verse 1
C
You left your typewriter at my apartment
F
Straight from the tourtured poets department
C
I think some things I never say
F
Like, "Who uses typewriters anyway?"
Am G
But you're in self-sabotage mode
C
Throwing spikes down on the road
F
But I've seen this episode and still love the show
Am C
Who else decodes you?
Chords
C F
And who's gonna hold you like me?
C F
And who's gonna know you if not me?
I laughed in your face and said,
Dm C
"You're not Dylan Thomas. I'm not Patti Smith.
F C
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel. We're modern idiots."
F
And who's gonna hold you like me?
C
Nobody
F
No-fucking-body
F
Nobody
Verse 2
C
You smoked then ate seven bars of chocolate
F
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
C
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
F
Like a tattooed golden retriever
Am G C
But you awakened with dread, pounding nails in your head
F
But I've read this one where you come undone
Am C
I chose this cyclone with you
Chorus
C F
And who's gonna hold you like me? (Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
C F
And who's gonna know you if not me? (Who's gonna know you?)
I laughed in your face and said,
Dm C
"You're not Dylan Thomas. I'm not Patti Smith.
F C
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel. We're modern idiots."
F
And who's gonna hold you like me?
C F C F
Bridge
C
Sometimes I wonder if you're gonna screw this up with me
F
But you told Lucy you'd kill yourself if I ever leave
C
And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen
F
Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
C F
'Cause we're crazy
C F
So tell me, who else is gonna know me?
Am G
At dinner you take my ring off my middle finger, and
C F
Put it on the one people put wedding rings on
Am G
And that's the closest I've come to my heart exploding
Alt Chorus
C F
And who's gonna hold you? ...Me
C F
And who's gonna know you? ...Me
Dm C
And you're not Dylan Thomas. I'm not Patti Smith.
F C
This ain't the Chelsea Hotel. We're two idiots.
G
And who's gonna hold you?
C F C F
Outro
Am G
You left your typewriter at my apartment
C F
Straight from the tourtured poets department
Am G C F
Who else decodes you?
C F C F
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