Our Apartment taby ukulele według Aaron West

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

         D                             C
but your make-up's straight and you're smiling.
          Em        D      C 
It's just like it's always been.


Chorus chords but with no lyrics

G   D   Em   Bm   C   D   Em  D



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




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


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

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




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