D
It's always been you
      D                                  Bm
The one my heart would slowly come back to
                      D        Bb
The one who made my heart so cool
               A
Could melt it too
                   D
Your song was my tune
                       A        Bm
We played it mad, we played it true
                             Bb
Till we got tired of being fools
              A
Oh, we are fools


[Chorus]
    G                      D              Bm
And I don't want to throw salt in your wounds
         A
In my wounded heart
     G                     Bm
But I see you on my worst days
              D                   A
Praying that you would feel the same


[Verse 2]
                 D
I'm seeing you there
        D                   Bm
With glassy eyes and messy hair
       D                     Bb
I'm feeling like you always cared
                 A
You're always there


[Chorus]
    G                      D              Bm
And I don't want to throw salt in your wounds
         A
In my wounded heart
    G                  Bm
But I see you on my worst days
               D                 A
Praying that you would feel the same

    G                       D            Bm
And I don't want to throw salt in your wounds
         A
In my wounded heart
    G                  Bm
But I see you on my worst days
             D                   A
Praying that you would feel the same


[Bridge]
G                                                        D A
I don't wanna find you in my sleep, in my dreams anymore
       D            G            A
I'm undone, on the run, I'm givin' up
G                                                          D A
I don't wanna find you in my sleep, in my dreams anymore
       D             G            A
I'm undone, on the run, I'm givin' up
      Bm
Givin' up



        D
I'm givin' up, oh


[Chorus]
    G                       D            Bm
And I don't want to throw salt in your wounds
        A
In my wounded heart
    G                Bm
But I see you on my worst days
               D                 A
Praying that you would feel the same

    G                       D             Bm
And I don't want to throw salt in your wounds
        A
In my wounded heart
    G                 Bm
But I see you on my worst days
              D                  A
Praying that you would feel the same