Artist: Craig Cardiff
[Intro] [Dm] [F] [Bb] | [Dm] [F] [C] | [Bb] [C] [F]
[F]Let this be the last love l[Bb]etter wri[C]tten but never[Dm] sent, instead made to wait [Dm]
[Bb]held for fear that it wa[C]s not the key;[F] to unlock your hea[Bb]rt, open up[C] your che[Dm]st
too frail; broken; and not the b[Bb]est. [C]
Just like,[Dm] the time that you wo[Bb]re, your heart[C] on your sleev[F]e,
saying 'hey is there any room for m[C]e? Oh and just like[Dm] ...
the time that you calle[Bb]d, broken ope[C]n please[Dm] , sayin’ 'i'm open, i am read[Bb]y' [C]
[Bb]let this be the last lov[C]e ... letter never sen[Dm]t never s[Bb]ent never s[F]ent never s[C]ent
[F]let this be the last love l[Bb]etter receiv[C]ed but never [Dm]read, instead made to wait[Dm] ,
oh fo[Bb]r fear that the hear[C]t could not hol[F]d; instead folded into a bo[Bb]ok; then book[C] onto shelf,[Dm]
shelf to box, packed with everything e[Bb]lse [C]
until the years[Dm] , years piled and g[Bb]rew; with a hea[C]rt held in sling,[F]
slow and steady and remembering[C] Just lik[Dm]e,
the time that you wor[Bb]e, your heart [C]on your slee[Dm]ve, saying 'is there room, I am o[Bb]pen I am ready[C]'
Oh and [Bb]let this be the last l[C]ove... letter never r[Dm]ead never r[Bb]ead never re[F]ad never re[C]ad
| [Bb] [C] [F] |
[F]dear you,
well this starte[Bb]d as a lett[C]er, that i wrot[Dm]e in the hopes that
[Bb]soon things would get better;[C] but they did no[F]t ; All the tin foil win[Bb]gs, and tin [C]foil crowns[Dm] ,
burn them all you said burn them all dow[Bb]n, but le[C]ave me the so[Dm]ul
the soul knows how to si[Bb]ng, the simpl[C]e son[F]g, that explains everything[C]
The heart knows it t[Dm]o, the heart knows how to sin[Bb]g, the way the head[C] only knows what it knows[Dm]
What it knows from remem[Bb]bering [C]
[Bb] [C] [Dm] [Bb] [F] [C] | [F]
Let this be the last love... letter never read [outro]
[F]Let this be the last love l[Bb]etter wri[C]tten but never[Dm] sent, instead made to wait [Dm]
[Bb]held for fear that it wa[C]s not the key;[F] to unlock your hea[Bb]rt, open up[C] your che[Dm]st
too frail; broken; and not the b[Bb]est. [C]
Just like,[Dm] the time that you wo[Bb]re, your heart[C] on your sleev[F]e,
saying 'hey is there any room for m[C]e? Oh and just like[Dm] ...
the time that you calle[Bb]d, broken ope[C]n please[Dm] , sayin’ 'i'm open, i am read[Bb]y' [C]
[Bb]let this be the last lov[C]e ... letter never sen[Dm]t never s[Bb]ent never s[F]ent never s[C]ent
[F]let this be the last love l[Bb]etter receiv[C]ed but never [Dm]read, instead made to wait[Dm] ,
oh fo[Bb]r fear that the hear[C]t could not hol[F]d; instead folded into a bo[Bb]ok; then book[C] onto shelf,[Dm]
shelf to box, packed with everything e[Bb]lse [C]
until the years[Dm] , years piled and g[Bb]rew; with a hea[C]rt held in sling,[F]
slow and steady and remembering[C] Just lik[Dm]e,
the time that you wor[Bb]e, your heart [C]on your slee[Dm]ve, saying 'is there room, I am o[Bb]pen I am ready[C]'
Oh and [Bb]let this be the last l[C]ove... letter never r[Dm]ead never r[Bb]ead never re[F]ad never re[C]ad
| [Bb] [C] [F] |
[F]dear you,
well this starte[Bb]d as a lett[C]er, that i wrot[Dm]e in the hopes that
[Bb]soon things would get better;[C] but they did no[F]t ; All the tin foil win[Bb]gs, and tin [C]foil crowns[Dm] ,
burn them all you said burn them all dow[Bb]n, but le[C]ave me the so[Dm]ul
the soul knows how to si[Bb]ng, the simpl[C]e son[F]g, that explains everything[C]
The heart knows it t[Dm]o, the heart knows how to sin[Bb]g, the way the head[C] only knows what it knows[Dm]
What it knows from remem[Bb]bering [C]
[Bb] [C] [Dm] [Bb] [F] [C] | [F]
Let this be the last love... letter never read [outro]
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