E Bm
My white knuckle dying grip holding tight to your quiet resentment

F#m
And my friends said it isn't right to be scared

A E
Every day old love affair, every breath feels like rarest air

Bm
When you're not sure if he wants to be there

[Pre-Chorus]
F#m A E Bm
So how much sad did you think I had, did you think I had in me?

F#m
How much tragedy?

A E
Just how low did you think I'd go 'fore I'd self implode?

Bm D
'Fore I'd have to go be free?

[Chorus]
D
You swore that you loved me, but where were the clues?

Bm
I died on the altar waiting for the proof

E A
You sacrificed us to the gods of your bluest days

D Bm
And I'm just getting color back into my face

E A
I'm just mad as hell cause I loved this place for

[Post-Chorus]
Bm D A E
So long, London

Bm D A E
Had a good run

Bm D A E
A moment of warm sun

Bm D A E
But I'm not the one

Bm D A E
So long, London

Bm D A E
Stitches undone

Bm D A E
Two graves, one gun

Bm D A E
You'll find someone