Our Apartment (easier) taby ukulele według Aaron West

this version is higher and also easier to play 

Verse 1:
                 C                         G
I pictured our apartment, in the middle of Brooklyn,
                   Am                  C               F
and I pictured the bedroom and how the floor's still a mess.
                C                     G
I pictured your office in mid-town Manhattan.
               Am                       C      F 
I pictured you walking in. I bet you're late again

         G                             F
but your make-up's straight and you're smiling.
          Am        G      F 
It's just like it's always been.


Chorus chords but with no lyrics

C   G   Am   Em   F   G   Am  G



 Verse 2:
                      C                           G
I had lunch with your sister and she told me it's over,
                         Am                   C          F 
that you're calling your lawyers, that you're not coming back.
                    C                        G 
She says that she's sorry. Your whole family likes me.
                           Am               C               F 
She don't know what you're thinking but she knows that it's bad.
 
         G                        F
So, I'll walk back home, turn the shower on.
             Am              G              F 
I'll let the washing machine turn the water cold.




Chorus: 
                  C     G                  Am             Em
I'll read it over again,  the lines of the note you left. 
                   F           G          Am                    G    
I keep hoping that I'll forget,  that the words changed while I slept
                C      G                    Am             Em
but I've got my doubts.  You stayed at your parents house 
                 F
and I'm sleeping on the couch.
        G#                 C
I can't stand our bed without you.
 
    G
without you,
       Am        C  F
oh without you.


Verse 3:
                       C                       G
I found enough of your hairpins to build you a monument,
            Am                     C          F 
a statue to loneliness. Breathe it in. Let it go.
                       C                         G
I caved a piece of the drywall in, replaying the argument.
             Am                   C                    F 
I'm icing my swollen fist. It's a lie and this isn't a home, no, no, no no no. 

         G                          F
I'm just skin and bones. I broke my cell phone
                Am              G                  F 
'cause it won't fucking tell me when you're coming home.




Chorus:
                  C     G                  Am             Em
I'll read it over again,  the lines of the note you left. 
                   F           G          Am                    G    
I keep hoping that I'll forget,  that the words changed while I slept
                C      G                    Am             Em
but I've got my doubts.  You stayed at your parents house 
                 F
and I'm sleeping on the couch.
        G#         
I can't stand our bed without you.