6 Chords used in the song: D, C, F, Am, G, Dm
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[Intro] D
[Verse 1]
C
You left your typerwriter at my apartment
F
Straight from the tortured poets department
C
I think some things I never say
F
Like, "Who uses typerwriters anyway?"
Am G
But youʼre in self-sabotage mode
C
Throwing spikes down on the road
F
But Iʼve seen this episode and still love the show
Am C
Who else decodes you?
[Chorus]
C F
And whoʼs gonna hold you like me?
C F
And whoʼs gonna know you, if not me?
I laughed in your face and said,
Dm C
"Youʼre not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
F C
This ainʼt the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
F
And whoʼs gonna hold you like me?
[Post-Chorus]
C
Nobody
F
No-fucking-body
F
Nobody
[Verse 2]
C
You smoked, then ate seven bars of chocolate
F
We declared Charlie Puth should be a bigger artist
C
I scratch your head, you fall asleep
F
Like a tattooed golden retriever
Am G
But you awaken with dread
C
Pounding nails in your head
F
But Iʼve read this one where you come undone
Am C
I chose this cyclone with you
[Chorus]
C F
And whoʼs gonna hold you like me?
(Whoʼs gonna hold you? Whoʼs gonna hold you?)
C F
And whoʼs gonna know you like me?
(Whoʼs gonna know you?)
I laughed in your face and said,
Dm C
"Youʼre not Dylan Thomas, I'm not Patti Smith
F C
This ainʼt the Chelsea Hotel, we're modern idiots"
F
And whoʼs gonna hold you like me?
(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
[Post-Chorus]
C
No-fucking-body
(Who's gonna hold you? Who's gonna hold you?)
F
Nobody
(Who's gonna hold you? Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?)
F
Nobody
[Bridge]
C
Sometimes, I wonder if youʼre gonna screw this up with me
F
But you told Lucy youʼd kill yourself if I ever leave
C
And I had said that to Jack about you, so I felt seen
F
Everyone we know understands why it's meant to be
C F
ʼCause weʼre crazy
C F
So tell me, who else is gonna know me?
Am G
At dinner, you take my ring off my middle finger
C F
And put it on the one people put wedding rings on
Am G
And thatʼs the closest Iʼve come to my heart exploding
[Chorus]
C F
And whoʼs gonna hold you? (Who?)
Me
C F
And whoʼs gonna know you? (Who?)
Me
Dm C
And youʼre not Dylan Thomas, Iʼm not Patti Smith
F C
This ainʼt the Chelsea Hotel, weʼre two idiots
G
And whoʼs gonna hold you?
[Post-Chorus]
C
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
F
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
C
Who's gonna hold you?
Who's gonna hold you?
F
Who's gonna hold you?
Gonna know you? Gonna troll you?
[Outro]
Am G
You left your typerwriter at my apartment
C F
Straight from the tortured poets department
Am G C F
Who else decodes you?
C F C F
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