Postcards

{capo: 6}
{tuning: Standard (EADGBE)}
[Em] [G] [C]

Verse.
Well, [Em]old post [G]card[C]s are [Em]romantic [G]when they’re [C]intact
And [Em]old post[G]card[C]s are r[Em]omantically [G]filled of [C]fact.
And the[Em] ones you [G]have to [C]watch
are the[Em] ones that [G]keep coming [C]back.
And [Em]you came [G]back[C]; yes y[Em]ou c[G]ame [C]back
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Break. [Em], [G], [C]

Verse 2.
Well old cards sit on old cards.
And the streets have changed,
But I think I’m still the same.

Chorus.
[[Em]And it’s not what I want to hear, [G]what I want to see
but your [C]skin’s covered in postcards from you t[Em]o me[G], [C]to me.]

[When you see me sit by myself, you’ll think that I’m waiting for someone else.
But I’m wishing for somewhere else, I’m wishing for somewhere else.] x2

[Two postcards in a month or so, well I don’t know, I just don’t know.] x2

And it’s not what I want to hear, what I want to see
but your skin’s covered in postcards from you to me, to me…
to me, to me, to me, to me