[intro] G#m B G#m B [verse 1] G#m Everybody wants to know, B if we fucked on the bathroom sink G#m How your hands felt in my hair, B if we were high on amphetamines G#m And everybody wants to hear, B how we chain smoked until three G#m And how you laughed when you said my name, B and how you gripped my hips so mean [pre-chorus] E We wrote a story G#m in the fog on the windows that night E But the ending is the same G#m every damn time, no, no, no E We wrote a story G#m in the fog on the windows that night E D# But the ending is the same every damn time [chorus] G#m B They think I'm insane, they think my lover is strange F# But I don't have to fucking E tell them anything, anything G#m And I'm gonna write it all down, B and I'm gonna sing it on stage F# But I don't have to fucking E D# tell you anything, anything [post-chorus] G#m That's the beauty of a secret, B you know you're supposed to keep it F# E That's the beauty of a secret (Oh, Oh, Oh) G#m That's the beauty of a secret, B you know you're supposed to keep it F# But I don't have to E fucking tell you anything [verse 2] G#m Everybody's waiting up to hear B if I dare speak your name G#m Put it deep beneath the track, B like the hole you left in me G#m And everybody wants to know 'bout B how it felt to hear you scream G#m They know you walk like you're a god, B they can't believe I made you weak [pre-chorus] E We wrote a story G#m in the fog on the windows that night E But the ending is G#m the same every damn time, no, no, no E We wrote a story G#m in the fog on the windows that night E D# But the ending is the same every damn time [chorus] G#m They think I'm insane, B they think my lover is strange F# But I don't have to fucking E tell them anything, anything G#m And I'm gonna write it all down, B and I'm gonna sing it on stage F# But I don't have to fucking E D# tell you anything, anything [post-chorus] G#m That's the beauty of a secret, B you know you're supposed to keep it F# E That's the beauty of a secret (Oh, Oh, Oh) G#m That's the beauty of a secret, B you know you're supposed to keep it F# E D# But I don't have to fucking tell you anything, anything [bridge] C#m B These days I can't seem to get along F# with anyone, get by with anyone C#m B These days I can't seem to make this right, F# D# well, is this fine? Will it be alright? [chorus] G#m They think I'm insane, B they think my lover is strange F# But I don't have to fucking E tell them anything, anything G#m And I'm gonna write it all down, B and I'm gonna sing it on stage F# But I don't have to E D# fucking tell you anything, anything [post-chorus] G#m That's the beauty of a secret, B you know you're supposed to keep it F# E That's the beauty of a secret (Oh, Oh, Oh) G#m That's the beauty of a secret, B you know you're supposed to keep it F# But I don't have to E fucking tell you anything, anything.
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