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80S Through The 50S Chords

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[Intro]
A F#m     A F#m
D C#m     D C#m E

[Verse 1]
A                              F#m
Miles away and I can't seem to shake
A                          F#m
the smell of your car in 2003: 
D             C#m        D                 E
beach air and bad tunes, stale smoke and junk food

A                                     F#m
Tell her to stay and you'll scare her away.
A                                      F#m
Staying the same just makes everything change.


[Pre-Chorus]
D            C#m          D              C#m    E
I'm plowing right through friends I don't talk to.


[Chorus]
A                      F#m            C#m  
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view. 
D                Bm    D               E
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you


[Verse 2]
A                       F#m  
And I'll count down the days
A                                  F#m
just like I count down before I go away.
D             C#m     D         C#m   E       A
Trying to get used to not being there with you


A B C# D    D Eb E F    F G F E    D


[Chorus]
A                      F#m            C#m  
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view. 
D                Bm    D                 F#/F
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you
A                F#m            C#m  
When you see me sliding out of view. 
D                Bm    D                 F#/F
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you


[Bridge]
E                  F#m A B C# D  E
It got chilly this Saturday yeah! woo!
E                       F#m               G
And with my hands in my pockets I walked around in circles like!! 
A                   F#m   F#/F
"Oh no, I'm totally fucked." 
A                                            F#m   F#/F
It's one thing to grow old but I'm collecting dust.

       Bm   
'Cause nobody needs me.
C#m
Nobody needs me.
D                   Dm
Nobody needs me the way that I need you.


[Chorus]
A                      F#m            C#m  
Seasons seem to see me sliding out of view. 
D                Bm    D                 F#/F
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you
A                F#m            C#m  
When you see me sliding out of view. 
D                Bm    D               F#m  F#/F
80's through the 50's. Breezes make me think of you

[Outro]
A        F#m    A F#m
you...    yoouuuuu...
D C#m    D C#m E
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