Hard Feelings

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Tom:
B Please could you be tender
E And I will sit close to you
G#m E Let’s give it a minute before we admit that we’re through
B Guess this is the winter
E Our bodies are young and blue
G#m E I’m at Jungle City, it’s late and this song is for you
B Cause I remember the rush, when forever was us
E Before all of the winds of regret and mistrust
G#m Now we sit in your car and our love is a ghost
E Well I guess I should go Yeah I guess I should go
B C#m G#m Hard feelings—
B E These are what they call hard feelings of love
G#m E When the sweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the cold
B E Alone with the hard feelings of love
G#m E God I wish I believed ya when you told me this was my home
B I light all the candles
E Cut flowers for all my rooms
G#m E I care for myself the way I used to care about you
B These days, we kiss and we keep busy The waves come after midnight
E I call from underwater
G#m Why even try to get right? When you’ve outgrown a lover The whole world knows but you
E It’s time to let go of this endless summer afternoon
B C#m G#m Hard feelings—
B E These are what they call hard feelings of love
G#m E When the sweet words and fevers all leave us right here in the cold
B E Alone with the hard feelings of love
G#m E God I wish I believed ya when you told me this was my home
B E Three years, loved you every single day, made me weak, it was real for me, yup, real for me
B G#m C#m B E Now I'll fake it every single day 'til I don’t need fantasy, 'til I feel you leave
B E But I still remember everything, how we’d drift buying groceries, how you’d dance for me
G#m E I’ll start letting go of little things 'til I’m so far away from you, far away from you, yeah Loveless “What is this tape?” “This is my favorite tape”
E C#m Bet you wanna rip my heart out
A Bet you wanna skip my calls now
E Well guess what? I like that
C#m ‘Cause I’m gonna mess your life up
A Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut
E Look out, lovers
E We’re L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S
C#m Generation
A E L.O.V.E.L.E.S.S Generation
C#m All fuckin' with our lover’s heads
A B Generation
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E C#m Bet you wanna rip my heart out Bet you wanna skip my calls now
E Well guess what? I like that
C#m ‘Cause I’m gonna mess your life up Gonna wanna tape my mouth shut Look out, lovers
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