Intro:
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    G Bm C G
    G Bm C G

G                                                            Bm
Oh, our futures were written with crayons in coloring books             
C                                                                G
It was misspelled and outside the lines and we loved how it looked
G                                                    Bm
Like the crooked hem of your favorite childhood dress
        C                                       G
And the holes in my jeans from years of carelessness
     C                                               Em
I know since we've grown, we ache for those memories  
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Honestly, nothing's even compared to you next to me, next to me


G                                                                      Bm
When the words came to you for the first time, you knew you were hooked
        C                                                   G   
And the pride that you felt at the last page of your first book
G                                                        Bm
And the bravery I forced when I sang to an audience of three
         C                                                        G
Well, it took a million wrong notes just to find a single melody and key
       C                               Em
I know since we've grown we plea for clarity
        C                                          G              Bm
Honestly, nothing's ever made sense til you were next to me, next to me


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If time is money, then I'll spend it all for you
C       Am              G           Bm
I will buy you flowers with the minutes we outgrew
C         Am              G                 Bm
I'll turn hours into gardens, planted just for us to take
C         Am                 G
I'll be reckless with my days, building castles in your name


C                              Em
Since we've grown, we long for concrete things
C                                                        G               Bm
Honestly, nothing's felt so sure than when you were next to me, next to me

Interlude: G Bm C G

G                                                                 Bm
So lets cut down the red tape and gather up the pieces of our youth
                C
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