Louis Tomlinson - Miss You: chords

D#                   A#
Is it my imagination?
                             Cm
Is it something that I’m taking?
                             G/B
All the smiles that I’m faking
“Everything is great, everything is fucking great”
D#                     A#
Going out every weekend
                                   Cm
Staring at the stars on the ceiling
                                G/B
Hollywood friends, gotta see them
Such a good time, I believe it this time

D#
Tuesday night
       A#
Glazed over eyes
     Cm               G#
Just one more pint or five
Does it even matter anyway?

Chorus:
D#                A#
We’re dancing on tables
    G/B          Cm
And I’m off my face
     A#         G#
With all of my people
         G                       D#
And it couldn’t get better they say
                    A#
We’re singing 'til last call
         G/B        Cm
And it’s all out of tune
           A#                              F/A
Should be laughing, but there’s something wrong
                                  G#m
And it hits me when the lights go on
Shit, maybe I miss you

Just like that and I'm sober
I'm asking myself, "Is it over?"
Maybe I was lying when I told you
"Everything is great
Everything is fucking great"
And all of these thoughts and the feelings
Cheers to that if you don't need them
I've been checking my phone all evening
Such a good time
I believe it this time

Tuesday night
Glazed over eyes
Just one more pint or five
Does it even matter anyway?

Chorus

D#                                           A#
Now I’m asking my friends how to say “I’m sorry”
A#                                                Cm
They say “Lad, give it time, there’s no need to worry”
Cm
And we can’t even be on the phone now
G#
And I can’t even be with you alone now
   D#
Oh, how shit changes
            A#                     Cm
We were in love, now we’re strangers
When I feel it coming up, I just throw it all away
G#
Get another two shots 'cause it doesn’t matter anyway

Chorus:
We're dancing on tables
And I'm off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn't get better they say
We're singing 'til last call
And it's all out of tune
Should be laughing, but there's something wrong
And it hits me when the lights go on
We're dancing on tables
And I'm off my face
With all of my people
And it couldn't get better they say
We're singing 'til last call
And it's all out of tune

Should be laughing, but there's something wrong
And it hits me when the lights go on
Shit, maybe I miss you