Em C Dm C#m Em C Dm


[Verse]
C#m     Em            C
All the things that I ran from
D     Adim     Em          C      D
I now bring as close to me as I can
C#m     Em    C           D
Ripping hotel sheets with gritted teeth
Am    Em        C
My montage of lost things
  D C#m Em C D        A  Em   C D
My  shiny    trinkets of grief


[Chorus]
C#m       Em            C D
Why don't you give me a call?
C#m     Em               C        D
Open my mouth, yes, I'll take it all
C#m      Em           C D
All this work gone to waste
C#dim       Em              C
You make me climb, then you shut the gate