Tom: C#m
E Bm7 A Am
[Verse 1]
E Bm7
Heard it first through the grapevine that you would be leaving
A
Embarking on another adventure
Am
Felt a piece of you was missing or something
And then I got bored
[Verse 2]
E Bm7
No sense of thirst to wonder, uncover the details
A
Think you’d call me to do so if all else failed
Am
‘Cause this time I won’t be doing the dumb things that I’ve done once before
[Pre-Chorus]
E Bm7
Get your kicks thinking you’ll fix everything that you broke
A Am
Should’ve known you’d never let go
[Chorus]
E
Singing your praises was a phase
Bm7
Guess I’ve come to my senses
A Am
By coming to care less and learning when to close the door
E Bm7
And all my good graces, they were shameless but they were relentless
A Am
And so in learning to care less, guess it won’t cut me to the core
E
Not to hear from you anymore
[Verse 3]
E Bm7
All my friends, my defence force built a wall around me
A
You’re holding out begging to be forgiven
Am
As if I think you’re some kind of modern-day satan
Fuck the needless uproar
[Pre-Chorus]
E Bm7
But they get their kicks thinking you’ll fix everything that you broke
A Am
‘Cause they’re never gonna let it go
[Chorus]
E
Singing your praises was a phase
Bm7
Guess I’ve come to my senses
A Am
By coming to care less and learning when to close the door
E Bm7
And all my good graces, they were shameless but they were relentless
A Am
And so in learning to care less, guess it won’t cut me to the core
You won’t hear from me anymore
[Bridge]
C#m7 C B
Hard to ignore hearing you say
F# C#m7
You miss my love still to this day
C
24 months, thought you’d have your shit together
B F# F#m
Guess I should be flattered that you can’t seem to find somebody better
N.C.
To play on your mind
(It's quite a compliment actually, when you think about it)
[Chorus]
E
Singing your praises was a phase
Bm7
Guess I’ve come to my senses
A Am
By coming to care less and learning when to close the door
E Bm7
And all my good graces, they were shameless but they were relentless
A Am
And so in learning to care less, guess it won’t cut me to the core
You won’t hear from me anymore
[Instrumental]
E Bm7 A Am
[Outro]
E Bm7 A Am A E
Yes, I’ve come to my senses
