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Spending Friday night alone
            D
I'm reading Campus frat boy porn
              Cadd9
Strewn on the table
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For my roommate
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When he finally gets home
             Cadd9            G
But just one night ago, three flights ago
    D
I'm back in Michigan
          Cadd9        G
Another trip I won't remember
          D
Or appreciate much when I'm dead

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And the hotel where I slept that night
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Was surely haunted, then
              Cadd9          Cmaj7
Because every hour I woke up feeling
                   D
So watched and wanted
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And I think I remember that from when we met
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Which feels so insignificant
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Or maybe odd now to admit
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It's all in retrospect

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         G                C/B
And so I spent the winter bundled up
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Pretending I was sane and giving up
    Cadd9             C/B
The things I love the most
             D
Because they felt like pain
            Cadd9
And it's so obvious
     C/B
This jaded bunch
   D
We don't believe in ghosts and such
   Cadd9            C/B
We watch the hunt incredulous
    D
But cannot look away

        Em        G
And you looked at me
             G     G/F# D
Like I was a piece of meat
           Em       Cadd9
So I was a piece of meat
      G  G/F# D
For a time

        Cadd9      C/B            D
But you were a vegetarian, so I became a vegetarian
              Cadd9          C/B          D
Then when you started eating meat, I also started eating meat
      Cadd9          C/B
And I lied to all my friends
           D
Said I was happy when I wasn't
        Cadd9            C/B
And you lied to all your selves
             D
Said I could give you what you wanted
       Cadd9             C/B              D
But it all feels so much bigger than some blame-filled lonely break up
             Cadd9          C/B            D
like all our narratives and mortality only distill to

                       Em Cadd9 G
Oh my god, we're gonna die
            Em                 Cadd9    G
We're gonna die and maybe it's gonna be alone
            Em                 Cadd9                 G                                      Em Cadd9 G
We're gonna die and maybe it's gonna be alone and no one will find the things we left behind
  Cadd9 D  Cadd9  D
Because, because we
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Because we never thought to leave a fucking archive

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