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Dean Lewis - Be Alright
Author And Composer: Jon Hume & Dean Lewis
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G#m
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I look up from the ground
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E
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To see your sad and teary eyes
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B
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You look away from me and
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D#m
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I see there's something you're
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D#m
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Trying to hide
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G#m
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And I reach for your hand
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E
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But it's cold you pull away again
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B
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And I wonder
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D#m E
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What's on your miiiind
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E
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And then you say to me you
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G#m F#
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Made a dumb mistake
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F#
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You start to tremble and
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F#
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Your voice begins to break
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E
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You say the cigarettes on
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G#m
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The counter weren't your friend's
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G#m
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They were my mate's
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F#
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And I feel the color draining
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F#
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From my face
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G#m
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And my friend said
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G#m
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"I know you love her
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E B
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But it's over, mate
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B
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It doesn't matter,
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F# G#m
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Put the phone away
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E
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It's never easy to walk away
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B F#
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Let her go
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F# G#m
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It'll be alright"
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G#m
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So I asked to look back at
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E
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All the messages you'd sent
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B
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And I know it wasn't right
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D#m G#m
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But it was fucking with my head
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G#m
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And everything deleted like
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E
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The past yea it was gone
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B
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And when I touched your face
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D#m
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I could tell you're moving on
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E
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But it's not the fact that
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G#m
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You kissed him yesterday
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F#
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It's the feeling of betrayal
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F#
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That I just can't seem to shake
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E
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And everything I know tells
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G#m
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Me that I should walk away
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F#
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But I just want to stay
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G#m
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And my friend said
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G#m
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"I know you love her
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E B
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But it's over, mate
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B
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It doesn't matter,
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F# G#m
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Put the phone away
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E
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It's never easy to walk away
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B F#
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Let her go
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F# G#m
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It'll be okay"
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G#m E B
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It's gonna hurt for a bit of time
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B
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So bottoms up
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F# G#m
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Let's forget tonight
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G#m
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You'll find another and you'll
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Be just fine
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B F#
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Let her goooo"
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B E
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But nothing heals
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B F#4
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The past like time
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G#m E
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And they can't steal
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B F#4
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The love you're born to find
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G#m E
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But nothing heals
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B F#4
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The past like time
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B E
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And they can't steal
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B F#4
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The love you're born to find
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G#m
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And my friend said
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G#m
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"I know you love her
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E B
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But it's over, mate
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B
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It doesn't matter,
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F# G#m
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Put the phone away
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E
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It's never easy to walk away
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B F#
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Let her goooo
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F# G#m
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It'll be okay"
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G#m E B
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It's gonna hurt for a bit of time
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B
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So bottoms up
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F# G#m
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Let's forget tonight
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G#m
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You'll find another and you'll
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Be just fine
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B F#
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Let her goooo"
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G#m E
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It'll be alright
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B F#
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It'll be alriiiiight
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G#m E
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It'll be alright
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B F#
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It'll be alriiiiight
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G#m
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It'll be alright
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