CLOSER (FEAT. HALSEY)

LEVEL 4C · 86 BPM · The Chainsmokers

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TAKE IT OFF THE SCREEN

Print the sheet for the piano stand, or load the MIDI into any app and practise at your own tempo.

HOW TO PLAY

1Put your right thumb on middle C. Most beginner songs stay under five fingers — you never move your hand.
2Set the speed down and turn CLICK on. Press each key exactly when the note reaches the line.
3Loop the bar that keeps breaking until it feels easy, then add the left hand and take the speed back up.

LYRICS

(F)Hey,

(G)I was do ing just (Am7)fine be fore I met (G)you.

I drink too (F)much and that’s an is sue (G)but I’m o kay.

(F)Hey,

(G)yeah, tell your (Am7)friends it was nice to meet (G)them, but I (F)hope I nev er see (G)them a gain.

I know it breaks (G)your heart; (Am7)moved to the cit y in a broke (G)down car and,

four years, (G)no calls.

(Am7)Now you’re look ing pret ty in a ho (G)tel bar.

And (F)I

(G)can’t (Am7)stop.

No, (F)I

(G)can’t (Am7)stop.

So, (F)ba by, pull me clos (G)er in the (Am7)back seat of your Ro (G)ver that I (F)know you can’t af ford.

(G)Bite that (Am7)tat too on your shoul (G)der, pull the (F)sheets right off the cor (G)ner of the (Am7)mat tress that you stole (G)from your (F)room mate back in Boul (G)der.

We ain’t (Am7)ev er get tin’ old (G)er.

(F)You

(G)I was look ing as (Am7)good as the I met (G)you.

I I for (F)get just why I left you.

(G)I was in sane.

(F)Stay,

(G)and play that (Am7)Blink One was Eight y Two (G)song that we (F)beat to death in Tuc (G)son, o kay?

I know it breaks (G)your heart; (Am7)moved to the cit y in a broke (G)down car and,

four years, (G)no calls.

(Am7)Now I’m look ing pret ty in a ho (G)tel bar.

And (F)I

(G)can’t (Am7)stop.

No, (F)I

(G)can’t (Am7)stop.

So, (F)ba by, pull me clos (G)er in the (Am7)back seat of your Ro (G)ver that I (F)know you can’t af ford.

(G)Bite that (Am7)tat too on your shoul (G)der, pull the (F)sheets right off the cor (G)ner of the (Am7)mat tress that you stole (G)from your (F)room mate back in Boul (G)der.

We ain’t (Am7)ev er get tin’ old (G)er.

(F)Ba by, pull me clos (G)er in the (Am7)back seat of your Ro (G)ver that I (F)know you can’t af ford.

(G)Bite that (Am7)tat too on your shoul (G)der, pull the (F)sheets right off the cor (G)ner of the (Am7)mat tress that you stole (G)from your (F)room mate back in Boul (G)der.