Dm F C Gm Dm F C Gm I'm here to collect your hearts; it's the only reason that I sing Dm F C Gm Dm F C Gm I don't believe a word you say but I can't stop listening A# This is the story of how they met C Dm Her picture was on the back of a pack of cigarettes Gm When she touched him, he turned ruby red A# A story that they'll never forget, never forget A# C And all the boys are smoking menthols, girls are getting back rubs Dm I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough Gm A# My old aches become new again; my old friends become exes again Chorus: Dm F C Gm Dm F C Gm Woah, where did the party go? We're ending it on the phone Dm F C Gm Dm F C Gm I'm not gonna go home alone; woah, where did the party go? I know I expect too much And not enough all at once You know I only wanted fun And you got me all fucked up on love I looked for your name on the ouija board And your naked magic, oh dear lord You and me are the difference between real love And the love on TV, love on TV And all the boys are smoking Menthols, girls are getting back rubs I will drift to you if you make yourself shake fast enough My old aches become new again My old friends become exes again, yeah Chorus Dm F C Gm We were the kids who screamed, 'We weren't the same' in sweaty rooms Dm F C Gm Now we're doomed to organizing walk-in closets like tombs Dm F C Gm Silent film stars stuck in talking cinema life Dm F C Gm So let's fade away together one dream at a time Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA A# C Dm F Gm |