Verse
D#m B C# D#m
and i know i'm not the first one, to hold amber
D#m B C# D#m
and to think of anyone else, to hold amber
D#m B C# D#m
i feel they don't deserve to, to hold amber
C#
but do i?
[Verse 2]
B C# D#m
and i'm risking all my jump time, to hold amber
D#m B C# D#m
and i'm afraid, but it's fine, they're just hands
D#m B C# D#m
and i know that there's a thin line, to understand her
[Chorus]
C# G#
and my, our words
C# G#
and the things we've made from words
C# G#
and the things that make us laugh
C# G#
and the time i touched her ass
D# C#
in my bed, and you said
G#
that it was alright
D# C# *
and i know it's a weird sentiment
G# D# C#
but when you're a kid
G#
you like what you like
[Verse 3]
B C# D#m
and i don't mind being gossip, to hold amber
D#m B C# D#m
with rumors catastrophic, i can't stand her
D#m B C# D#m
or laughed at by some jock-heads, with no answer
[Chorus]
C# G#
i see, it's fine
C# G#
and the fact that you're now mine
C# G#
and the doubt that strains my mind
D# C#
every day, and then you say
[Bridge]
G#
something that makes sense
D# C#
makes sense like a couch, in a mall
G# *
with both of our hands
[Instrumental]
B C# D#m x5
F# C# D#m x6
[Verse 4]
D#m B C# D#m
walking down on montclair, no lights damper
D#m B C# D#m
and i'm pondering the life that, holds amber
C#
and i
[Bridge]
B C# D#m
want to be the last one
B C# D#m
want to be the last one
B C# D#m
might not be the last one
B C# D#m
but i could be the nice one
[Outro]
B C# D#m x6