Crywank – Dont Listen To This Song (Guitar)

C          Cmaj7/B        Am
We both may be rotten apples within the others eyes

C          Cmaj7/B        Am
Nails down the chalkboard, or shivers down the spine

C          Cmaj7/B        Am
Some bad bad thought, that's now mutual of course

C          Cmaj7/B        Am
I hear we both shudder at the thought of the other

C                  Cmaj7/B
A slight reminder and I will feel dismayed

Am
I try to find the word, the opposite of saudade

C                  Cmaj7/B
That can explain this hateful delight

Am
Where I feel a rush of gratitude that you aren't in my life

C                                   Em
And I sincerely hope that you don't listen to this song

F                                                         C
Curiosity don't best you and I can carry on outside your head

                Em
Oh please just treat me like I'm dead

           F
Or better yet did not exist

C                                   Em
And I sincerely hope that you don't listen to this song

F                                                         C
Curiosity don't best you and I can carry on outside your head

                Em
Oh please just treat me like I'm dead

           F
Or better yet did not exist

C         Cmaj7/B        Am
I hope to see there's no remanence of me

          C              Cmaj7/B
I wish to linger no longer

Am
There is no nostalgia

C          Cmaj7/B     Am
I hope to see a blank space in place of me

        C      Cmaj7/B   Am
My name crossed out and kept out of your mouth

C                                   Em
And I sincerely hope that you don't listen to this song

F                                                         C
Curiosity don't best you and I can carry on outside your head

                Em
Oh please just treat me like I'm dead

           F
Or better yet did not exist

C                                   Em
And I sincerely hope that you don't listen to this song

F                                                         C
Curiosity don't best you and I can carry on outside your head

                Em
Oh please just treat me like I'm dead

           F
Or better yet did not exist

C              Em                 G
When it boils down I'm a furrowed brow you'd rather forget

C                    Em               G
Shared feelings with me the other we see wastes space in our head

C               Em                    G
And if we could choose some people to lose all memory of

C                 Em                  G
I doubt that we'd flinch hesitate one bit we'd dream of it gone

C                 Em                   G
These feelings of dread at once put to bed some sad sweet relief

C           Em                G
It keeps me awake your memory stains so please let me sleep

C                  Em                     G                           C
Now please wash my brain, relieve me this pain, for both of our sakes