I Told You Things(Chords)

	        
 

C 
 I told you things that I never said 
Am 
 You're the golden boy and my worst regret 
F                              C 
 So I cut the cost and I limit feeling 
C 
 You were all at once till the fade to black 
Am 
 Took your cigarettes and poems back 
F                                       C 
 You were in my hands, now you're on my ceiling 

 
Verse 1:
    C 
But how's the city been? You get recognized 
Am 
 At the local bar by the drunken guys 
F                                     C 
 And the starlet girls, they claw for pieces 
C 
 Do you give a few? Do you like that? 
Am 
 Do you freak out or get sad? 
F                       C 
 Do you go home or am I reaching? 
 
Bridge:
C                             Am 
Hey, wait, guess what? Yesterday 
                        F 
I stopped and played it safe 
                   G 
Instead of walking straight 
            C 
To you to say 
                  Am 
Stay, never mind, okay 
                         F 
Don't mean it, plus you've changed 
                   G 
Not much, but just enough 
            C 
To throw away 
                    Am 
Fake fantasies and games 
                        F 
I've lost a year, it's strange 
                   G 
Composed a hundred ways 

To tell you 
C                        Am 
Hey, what if I took your call 
                    F 
As more than just a call? 
                  G 
As writing on the walls 
                C 
You built this cage 
                 Am 
Lost color in my face 
                    F 
You're fair and I'm insane 
               G 
Hallucination, shame 
                  C 
Guilt, pain, more pain 

                                    Am 
(Don't let them know we're in pain) More pain 
                                    F 
(Don't let them know we're in pain) More pain 
                                    G 
(Don't let them know we're in pain) More pain 

(Ah-ah-ah) 
 

C 
 I told you things that I never said 
Am 
 To anybody else, I regret them 
F                                 C 
 But I'll pack it up and practice leaving, mm 
C 
 You were all at once till the fade to black 
Am 
 Till the yellow glow turned a little sad 
F                                         C 
 You were in my hands, but you're good at leaving

	        

Written by Gracie Abrams / Aaron Dessner