Effortless

       G             D               A             D A G
Oh my god it’s not a secret what it is you do to me,
            G          D                 A                A D A G
You pick me up to watch me fall and you plan it carefully.
    G                        D                       A    D A G
This love was a shot in the dark thought you knew it too,
G                       D          A            A D A G
Making something out of nothing is what we do.

F#m G D A D A
G D A A

        G                     D         A
I spent most of my days this summer convincing myself I’m well,
        G               D               A
but I tend to feel most human when I’m not feeling human at all
G             D          A
 I’d give if you’d give let’s find some common ground,
G              D        A
 This sinking ship can always be turned around.

G                  D             A
 I remember every condescending word you screamed at me,
G                  D             A
 I remember every stupid fight it felt like your therapy.
G                  D             A
Every missed call late at night slave to my phone,
G                  D             A
wake up with a voicemail message with your sarcastic tone.

        G                     D         A
I spent most of my days this summer convincing myself I’m well,
        G               D               A
but I tend to feel most human when I’m not feeling human at all
G             D          A
 I’d give if you’d give let’s find some common ground,
G              D        A
 This sinking ship can always be turned around.

     G              A             G             A
But not one minute more, I won’t let this go to war,
             G                    A         G           A
I’ll pick myself off the fucking floor, I refuse to be ignored.
F#m G D A
         F#m    G               D               A             F#m    G        D                 A
All our old favorite songs are painful fucking memories of a better day when things came oh so effortlessly.
F#m G D A
         F#m    G               D               A             F#m    G        D                 A
All our old favorite songs are painful fucking memories of a better day when things came oh so effortless

        G                     D         A
I spent most of my days this summer convincing myself I’m well,
        G               D               A
but I tend to feel most human when I’m not feeling human at all
G             D          A
 I’d give if you’d give let’s find some common ground,
G              D        A                      D
 This sinking ship can always be turned around.

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