Verse 1:
                  Gb
Well, if there’s one thing that I'm sure of

It’s that I think too much about xxxx that doesn’t matter
                                 B
And I don’t think enough about things that make a difference
B
But would that even make a difference?

Doing anything at all would be overkill

Interlude:
   Gb Abm B
   Gb Ab B

Chorus:
Gb
You left some holes in the plotline
              Ab             B
I left some holes in your clothes
             Gb     Abm          B
And we can argue semantics over who left who first
     Gb                       B
But one thing’s for sure: I needed you most


Gb              Abm             B
You left some holes in the plotline
   Gb       Abm             B
I left some holes in your clothes
             Gb     Bb          Ebm          Db
And we can argue semantics over who left who first
          B
But one thing’s for sure: I needed you most

Verse 2:
         Gb
I’m not good at very much
                              Abm
But I’ve got just a few exceptional skills
                           B
That I doubt anyone could hold a candle to
              Gb                        Db
For instance: I can go three months or more
                    B
Without ever being sure of anything
           Abm                    Gb     Abm
And I can transcend my existence with thoughts and words
         Bb           B
And when I say transcend, I mean demean
  Gb
Yeah

Chorus:
Gb              Abm             B
You left some holes in the plotline
   Gb       Abm             B
I left some holes in your clothes
             Gb     Bb          Ebm          Db
And we can argue semantics over who left who first
          B                     D
But one thing’s for sure: I needed you most

Interlude: Abm Bm

Bridge:
Gb                                      Abm
Nothing says I miss you quite like “I’m running out of time”
Gb                      Gbm      Ebm                  Db
Nothing says I hate you now like getting sweat stains on a knife
B
I am killing time with a razor blade
Gb            Abm      Bb
It is begging for its life
B
I am killing time with a razor blade

It is begging for its life

Outro:
Gb                  Abm     B
You left some holes in the plotline
Gb           Abm      B
I left some holes in your clothes
        Gb         Bb
And we can argue semantics over who left who first
     B                        Bm
But one thing’s for sure: I needed you most

Outro: Gb