So Long, London

So (So) long (Long), London (London)
So (So) long (Long), London (London)
So (So) long (Long), London (London)
( F#m  Bm  E/G#  A )

   F#m
I saw in my mind fairy
Lights through the mist
   Bm
I kept calm and carried
The weight of the rift
 E/G#
Pulled him in tighter
                            A
Each time he was driftin' away
     F#m
My spine split from
Carrying us up the hill
 Bm
Wet through my clothes
Weary bones caught the chill
    E/G#
I stopped tryna make him laugh
                         A
Stopped tryna drill the safe

         F#m
Thinkin'
                      Bm
"How much sad did you    think I had
        E/G#
Did you      think I had in me?"
A
  Oh, the tragedy
 Bm  F#m   A  E/G#
So  long, London
 Bm     F#m  A  E/G#
You'll find someone

   F#m
I didn't opt in to be your odd man out
   Bm
I founded the club
She's heard great things about
   E/G#
I left all I knew, you left me at the
              A
House by the Heath
    F#m
I stoppеd CPR, after all, it's no use
      Bm
The spirit was gonе
We would never come to
         E/G#
And I'm pissed off you let me give you
                     A
All that youth for free

     Bm  F#m   A  E/G#
For so  long, London
  Bm  F#m  A  E/G#
Stitches   undone
  Bm  F#m   A    E/G#
Two graves, one gun
Bm    F#m  A  E/G#
I'll find someone

         F#m
And you say I abandoned the ship
           A
But I was going down with it
           E
My white-knuckle dying grip
         Bm
Holding tight to your quiet resentment
And my friends said
F#m
It isn't right to be scared
       A
Every day of a love affair
        E
Every breath feels like rarest air
                 Bm
When you're not sure if he
Wants to be there

F#m
    So how much sad did you
A
  Think I had
        E
Did you   think I had in me?
Bm
   How much tragedy?
F#m
    Just how low did you
A
  Think I'd go 'fore I'd
E
  Self-implode?
          Bm
'Fore I'd    have to go be free?

      D
You swore that you loved me
But where were the clues?
   Bm
I died on the altar
Waitin' for the proof
     E/G#
You sacrificed us to the
                     A
Gods of your bluest days
         F#m
And I'm just getting
           Bm
Color back into my face
     E/G#
I'm just mad as hell
          A
'Cause I loved this place for

 Bm      D            A  E
So (so) long (long), London (London)
 Bm       D      A           E
Had (Had) a (a) good (good) run (run)
   Bm  D                A    E
A mo__ment (moment) of warm sun (sun)
    Bm         D          A       E
But I'm (I'm) not (not) the (the) one
(One)
 Bm      D            A  E
So (So) long (long), London (London)
  Bm  D             A  E
Stitches (stitches) undone (undone)
  Bm        D             A    E
Two (two) graves (graves) one gun (gun)
 Bm              D           A  E
You'll (you'll) find (find) someone

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