A Letter To Elise by Idle Cure
Key: AA | Capo: 0fr |  Left-Handed 


Verse : 

   A                               E
oh elise it doesn't matter what you say
                             Bm
I just can't stay here every yesterday
                    D
like keep on acting out the same

the way we act out
A
every way to smile

forget
    E
and make-believe we never needed
Bm
any more than this
D
any more than this


Verse : 2

    A                               E
oh elise it doesn't matter what you do
                         Bm
I know i'll never really get inside of you
             D
to make your eyes catch fire

the way they should
A
the way the blue could pull me in
        E
if they only would

if they only would
   Bm                                        D
at least I'd lose this sense of sensing something else

that hides away
A
from me and you

there're worlds to part
     E
with aching looks and breaking hearts
    Bm
and all the prayers your hands can make
   D
oh I just take as much as you can throw
A
and then I throw it all away
E
oh I throw it all away
Bm
like throwing faces at the sky
     D
like throwing arms around
E
yesterday

I stood and stared
     F#m
wide-eyed in front of you
    E
and the face I saw looked back
          F#m
the way I wanted to
      E
but I just can't hold my tears away
    F#m
the way you do


Bridge : 

  G                   F#m
elise believe I never wanted this
  G                                     F#m
I thought this time I'd keep all of my promises
  G                                F#m
I thought you were the girl always dreamed about
      Bm
but I let the dream go
        D
and the promises broke
                         A
and the make-believe ran out...


Verse : 3

    A
so elise
                           E
it doesn't matter what you say
                             Bm
I just can't stay here every yesterday
                    D
like keep on acting out the same

the way we act out
A
every way to smile

forget
    E
and make-believe we never needed
Bm
any more than this
D
any more than this


Outro : 

    A                           E
and every time I try to pick it up

like falling sand
Bm
as fast as I pick it up
         D
it runs away through my clutching hands
            A
and there's nothing else I can really do
E
there's nothing else I can really do
Bm
there's nothing else I can really do
   D
at all...