The tortured poets department

[C]You left your typerwriter at my apartment

[F]Straight from the tourtured poets department

[C]I think some things I never say

[F]Like, "Who uses typerwriters anyway?"

[Am]But you're in self-sabotage [G]mode

Throwing spikes down on the [C]road

But I've seen this [F]episode and still love the show

[Am]Who else [C]decodes you?

 

[C]And who's gonna hold you [F]like me?

[C]And who's gonna know you if [F]not me?

 

[Dm]"You're not Dylan Thomas. [C]I'm not Patti Smith.

[F]This ain't the Chelsea [C]Hotel. We're modern idiots."

And who's gonna hold you [F]like me?

[C]Nobody

[F]No-xxxxing-body

[F]Nobody

 

[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]But you awakened with [G]dread, pounding nails in your [C]head

But I've read this [F]one where you come undone

I [Am]chose this [C]cyclone with you

 

[C]And who's gonna hold you [F]like me?

 

[C]And who's gonna know you if [F]not me? -Who's gonna know you?-

 

[Dm]"You're not Dylan Thomas. [C]I'm not Patti Smith.

[F]This ain't the Chelsea [C]Hotel. We're modern idiots."

And who's gonna hold you [F]like me?

 

[C] [F] [C] [F]

 

[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]'Cause we're [F]crazy

So tell [C]me, who else is gonna [F]know me?

At [Am]dinner you take my ring off my [G]middle finger, and

Put it on the [C]one people put [F]wedding rings on

And that's the [Am]closest I've come to [G]my heart exploding

 

[C]And who's gonna hold you? [F]...Me

[C]And who's gonna know you? [F]...Me

[Dm]And you're not Dylan [C]Thomas. I'm not Patti Smith.

[F]This ain't the Chelsea [C]Hotel. We're two idiots.

And who's gonna [G]hold you?

 

[C] [F] [C] [F]

 

[Am]You left your [G]typerwriter at my apartment

[C]Straight from the tourtured [F]poets department

[Am]Who else [G]decodes you? [C] [F]

 

[C] [F] [C] [F]