Gracie Abrams – Us (Guitar)

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[Intro] Em G C [Verse 1]
Em              G
  I know you know

                    C
It felt just like a joke
I show, you don't And now we're talkin'
Em               G
  I know your ghost

                      C
I see her through the smoke
She'll play her show
    G              Em
And you'll be watchin'
[Pre-Chorus]
                            D                       C
And if history's clear, someone always ends up in ruins

                            G                             Em
And what seemed like fate becomes "What the hell was I doin'?"

          D                            C
Babylon lovers hangin', lifetimes on a vine (Ooh)

                G
Do you miss mine?
[Chorus]
       G     C   D
Do you miss us, us?

                               G     C   D
I felt it, you held it, do you miss us, us?

                                Em  D   C
Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us

          G
Us (Us), us (Us), us (Us)
[Verse 2]
G           C
 I know you know

                       D
It felt like somethin' old
It felt like somethin' holy, like souls bleedin'
G                          C
So, it fеlt like what I've known

                         D
You're twеnty-nine years old

                                      G
So how can you be cold when I open my home?
[Pre-Chorus]
                            C                           D
And if history's clear, the flames always end up in ashes

                                                                               G
And what seemed like fate, give it ten months and you'll be past it (You'll be past it)

          C                                 D
Babylon lovers hangin', missed calls on the line
I gave you mine [Chorus]
        G     C   D
Did you mind us, us?

                               G     C   D
I felt it, you held it, do you miss us, us?

                               G    C   D
Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us
Us (Us), us (Us), us (Us) [Bridge]
     Em                            G
That night, you were talkin' false prophets and profits

     C                      D
They make in the margins of poetry sonnets

    Em                   G
You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin'

C                     D                           Em
Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic

             G                     C
A curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle

            D                     Em
You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical

          C                   D
You (You) plus (Plus) me (Me) was
[Chorus]
 G   C   D
Us, us, us

                               G     C   D
I felt it, you held it, do you miss us, us?

                               G    C   D
Wonder if you regret the secret of us, us

                                G   C    D
Mistaken for strangers the way it was, was

                                      G  C   D
The pain of, the reign of, the flame of us, us

                                     G     C   D
The outline, well, sometimes, do you miss us, us?

                                       G
The best kind, well, sometimes, do you miss us?