A F#m A
When we’re always wasted on the feelings of what we pretended
E C#m A
11 years old, a clean slate, and rose-colored lenses
E A E
When even the most drowsy summers still remain sunkissed
A B A
And the coldest winters are the ones that become nostalgic
[Verse]
F# A D A
Maybe it’s another sign, it always was with us
C#m D F#m E D F# E D
But no one really sleeps alone when you are loved
[Chorus]
D E D
When we’re always wasted on the feelings of what we pretended
F#m A
30 years old, a clean slate, and rose-colored lenses
E D
When even the most drowsy summers still remain sunkissed
F#m E D
And the coldest winters are the ones that become nostalgic
[Verse]
C#m D
No one else cuts these wrists, it’s always me I fight
F# E D
No one else chooses these thoughts I have at night
F#m D C#m G#m F#m C#m A G#m D
But no one really sleeps alone when you are loved, aaa, aaa, aaa, aaa
[Chorus]
F#m A C#m D
When we’re always wasted on the feeling of what we pretended
F#m E D
60 years old, a clean slate, and rose-colored lenses
[Outro]
F#m E D
No one else does it like I do
F# E C#m F#m A D A D
But no one really sleeps alone when you are loved
