Misc Mashups – Gracie Abrams - I Told You Things - Harry Styles - Sign Of The Times - Taylor Swift-Illicit Affairs (Guitar)

Am         F
Hey, wait, guess what?

C      F                          G
Yestеrday I stopped and played it safe

                   Am                 C
Instеad of walking straight to you to say

                   F
Stay, never mind, okay

                           G
Don't mean it, plus you've changed

                    Am              C
Not much, but just enough to throw away

                   F
Fake fantasies and games

                       G
I've lost a year, it's strange

                   Am
Composed a hundred ways to tell you

C                        F                        G
Hey, what if I took your call as more than just a call?

                  Am                    C
As writing on the walls, you built this cage

                 Am                          G
Lost color in my face, you're fair and I'm insane

                                        C
Hallucination, shame, guilt, pain, more pain

C
 We don't talk enough (pain more pain)

Am
  We should open up (more pain)

G                      F
 Before it's all too much

C
 Will we ever learn

Am
 We've been here before

G                    F
 It's just what we know

C
Don't call me "kid," don't call me "baby"

Em
Look at this godforsaken mess that you made me

Am                                             G
You showed me colors you know I can't see with anyone else

C
Don't call me "kid," don't call me "baby"

Em
Look at this idiotic fool that you made me

Am                                                 G
You taught me a secret language I can't speak with anyone else

        C         Am
And you know damn well

                 Em      G
For you, I would ruin myself

     C
A million little times

C                                   Am
  I told you things that I never said

                             G
To anybody else, I regret them

                                 C
But I'll pack it up and practice leaving (Mm)

                                         Am
You were all at once 'til the fade to black

                                        G
'Til the yellow glow turned a little sad

                                         G
You were in my hands, but you're good at leaving