Capo 3
I found my [G]old phone today In a box that [D]I had hidden away
Nostalgia trying to [C]lead me astray Maybe I’ll unwrite some [G]wrongs [D]
I charged the [G]battery again Combinations cause my [D]passcode had changed
Opened up and saw [C]familiar names Now I wonder where they’ve [G]gone
[D]Conversations with my [Em]dead friends Messages from all my [C]exes
I kinda think that this was [G]best left In the past where it be[D]longs
I feel an overwhelming [Em]sadness Of all the friends I do not [C]have left
Seeing how my family has [G]fractured Growing up and moving [D]on
I found my [G]old phone today Arguments that I [D]tried to keep at bay
The ones who loved me I just [C]pushed them away
Couldn’t tell the difference from the [G]lee[D]ches
My closed hand [G]still holds some mates But if I’m open it gets [D]smaller day by day
I can’t tell if it is [C]pleasure or pain Trying to keep within my [G]re[D]mit
[D]Conversations with my [Em]dead friends Messages from all my [C]exes
I kinda think that this was [G]best left In the past where it be[D]longs
I feel an overwhelming [Em]sadness Of all the friends I do not [C]have left
Seeing how my family has [G]fractured Growing up and moving [D]on
I found my [G]old phone today So full of love Yet [D]so full of hate
I put it back inside there [C]from whence it came Nothing good will come from re[G]gret[D]ting
[D]Conversations with my [Em]dead friends Messages from all my [C]exes
I kinda think that this was [G]best left In the past where it be[D]longs
I feel an overwhelming [Em]sadness Of all the friends I do not [C]have left
Seeing how my family has [G]fractured Growing up and moving [D]on
I found my [G]old phone today