Intro: E E7   Amaj7    Am 

Verse 1:
  E
I saw you in a photograph
          E7 
With some brunette girl in a head-back laugh
      Amaj7  
And I almost hurled when I saw your hand
         Am 
Down the small of her back
E
  You were never outside with me
         E7 
Spent my summer months in your unwashed sheets
      Amaj7  
And I know it's dumb that I'd ever think
         Am 
That I'd meet your mom and dad

Chorus:
Dbm             B            E               A
  Skipping your stones at my window in the dark
Dbm             B            E               A
  Kissing your ghost was my own damn xxxxxxx fault
Dbm              B            E              A
  But deep in my bones I know pain is what I earned
          Gbm            Dbm              A
And you remind me of how good it feels to hurt
           Gbm             Dbm        A
Yeah, you remind me of how little I deserve

Verse 2:
E
  I knew we weren't meant to be
         E7 
I'm from Texas skies, you're from London streets
        Amaj7  
And I'm not your type, but you're trying things
          Am 
So that's everything I need
  E
To break apart my own heart again
    E7 
Validate the worst thoughts inside my head
        Amaj7  
That I'm not worth xxxx, and I'm better dead
          Am 
Who's the victim in the end?

Chorus:
Dbm             B            E               A
  Skipping your stones at my window in the dark
Dbm             B            E               A
  Kissing your ghost was my own damn xxxxxxx fault
Dbm              B            E              A
  But deep in my bones I know pain is what I earned
          Gbm            Dbm              A
And you remind me of how good it feels to hurt
          Gbm            Dbm        A
And you remind me of how little I deserve
            Gbm           Dbm        A
Yeah, you remind me of my father slurring words
         Gbm            Dbm     A
So you remind me of how little I deserve

Outro:
(nc)  E   E7 
Con - nell
  Dbm  Am 
Connell
   E   E7   Dbm Am 
Con-nell
   E  E7   Dbm Am 
Con - nell
  E E7   Dbm Am   Esus2
Connell, ah
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