Written by Harry Styles
Intro: A A A A A Don't know where you're laying, just know it's not with me A A A A Don't know what I'd tell you, if I passed you on the streetA Don't know how you taste when, there's smoke in your perfume A So chew me up and spit me out, nothing left to loseE D A I don't want your sympathy but you don't know what you do to me, oh Anna E F#m D A Every time I see your face, there's only so much I can take, ohSolo: AE D A I don't want your sympathy but you don't know what you do to me, oh E F#m D A Every time I see your face, there's only so much I can take, ohA A A A Hope you never hear this and know that it's for you A A A A I don't know what I'd tell you if you asked me for the truthA I don't want your sympathy, but you don't know what you do to me, oh Anna E F#m D A Every time I see your face, there's only so much I can take, oh AnnaA Well I guess it would be nice, if I could touch your body A If I could touch your body A If I could touch your body, if I could touch your bodyE D A I don't want your sympathy, but you'll never know what you do to me, oh E F#m D A Every time I see your face, there's only so much I can take, ohE D A I don't want your sympathy, but you'll never know what you do to me, oh Anna E F#m D A Every time I see your face, there's only so much I can take, oh Anna