Holding Hands

C        Em       Am
Crazy,   stupid  love birds
G       C         Em         Am
Cupid struck us, now we're falling out
C        Em       Am       G
Drove in silence, put on mileage
F          Em        Am
Five years wasted, I let you down


[Chorus: Quinn XCII & Elohim]

 F      C                G          Am
'Cause we don't talk about what we know
F                  C     Em         F      (Am)         G
Holding on to our egos 'til we both agree we've had enough
F      C            Em                Am
Since we've stopped, I can't help but eavesdrop
F                  C       Em            Am             (G)
Holding hands in treetops used to be our thing 'til we had enough


[Verse 2: Elohim]
C            Em         Am       G
Two stones skipping, my heart dripping
C            Em     Am      F
Our hands slipping out of reach
C        Em      Am        G
My bed's empty, I've said plenty
C         Em        Am         F
Now words just fall from the peaks


[Verse 3: Quinn XCII, Quinn XCII & Elohim] (recommend picking)
Am                  Am
Digital telepathy, I wish you were next to me
G                     F
Why are you my enemy? Yeah
Am                              Am
We're wasting all this energy, overdose on empathy
G                   F
Love will be the enemy


[Chorus: Quinn XCII & Elohim]
F      C                G          Am
'Cause we don't talk about what we know
F                  C     Em         F      (Am)         G
Holding on to our egos 'til we both agree we've had enough
F      C            Em                Am
Since we've stopped, I can't help but eavesdrop
F                  C       Em            Am             (G)
Holding hands in treetops used to be our thing 'til we had enough


[Bridge: Quinn XCII & Elohim]
Am       Em         Am            C          Am
There's rain that's falling down, I hate these silent sounds
Am        C          G             Am
When I go days without hearing you speak out loud
    Am    Em        Am      C    (Em)      Am
So I get why this is hard, the end is never far
Am     F     G      (Em)    F      C     Am    (Em)
I'll tape my wounds and hopefully find someone new


[Chorus: Quinn XCII & Elohim]

F      C                G          Am
'Cause we don't talk about what we know
F                  C     Em         F      (Am)         G
Holding on to our egos 'til we both agree we've had enough
F      C            Em                Am
Since we've stopped, I can't help but eavesdrop
F                  C       Em            Am             (G)
Holding hands in treetops used to be our thing 'til we had enough

optional fade out:

F C G  Am
F C Em F