verse 1 
D 
Common sense would tell me 
 A 
I don't deserve the anxiety 
    Bm 
But don't underestimate the mind 
       A 
When it comes to discounting blessings, I just 


verse 2 
D 
  Need a minute, and I will meet you downstairs 
A 
  Misplaced my head but I know it's somewhere 
    Bm 
This mopey introspection is getting old 
       A 
And I'm getting old, and you're getting older 


verse 3 
          D 
So I will lay on the bed that we bought with credit 
          A 
And I will think of the words and the way that you said it 
        Bm 
You said, “life is weird but it's mostly worth keeping” 
         A 
It's like some random words that you say when you're sleeping 


verse 4 
    D 
It's an amalgamation of thoughts unsaid 
        A 
And it's every limitation of every language 
      Bm 
It's a broken record of love and anguish 
    A 
It's a lot to ask but I find myself asking 


Verse 5 
D 
How do we let go and how do we hold on? 
A 
  How do we know what we've got before it's gone? 
         Bm 
I want to take the reigns, I want to make it right 
             A 
But you can't own the pain and you can't own the light 


Verse 6 
              D 
And you can't own connection and you can't own the time 
             A 
And you can't own the world's sadness even when it feels like 
        Bm 
Deep down, you kind of need it, 'cause at least it's something real 
    A 
You told me 


Outro 
                    D 
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love 
                    A 
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love 
                    Bm 
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love 
                    A 
You told me there is no such thing as wasted love