Charlie Puth —
Smells Like Me

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© Compiler: Anton Gavzov // chief of the project (https://Muzland.info)
± BPM (tempo): ♩ = 104 beats per minute

Lyrics and Music by Charlie Puth, Jacob Kasher

Lonely when you’re in his arms,
Yeah, you know I pray for that,
Pray for that, yeah,
Your laundry dipped in my cologne.
‘Cause you know it takes you back,
Takes you back.

   Tell me, do you ever miss me
   When I’m gone?
   Wondering what body I’ll be on.
   We can reconsider if you want.
   Baby, don’t forget about me ever.
   (Er.)

Chorus:
     I hope the memory’s killing you
     Over there.
     Don’t even front,
     You know that you just can’t compare
     What it used to be.
     I hope your jacket
     Smells like me.
     (Stop.) My baby (stop), yeah.
     And when you touch him,
     Does it really feel the same?
     Or are you lying there,
     Thinking about the way,
     That it used to be?
     I hope your jacket
     Smells like me.
     (Stop.) My baby (stop).

Candles, they’re the same as mine.
But it’s not because of me,
‘Cause of me, right?
When will (when will) you quit
Wasting your time?
Oh, if he knew that you keep
Little things to remind you.

   Tell me, do you ever miss me
   When I’m gone?
   Wondering what body I’ll be on.
   We can reconsider if you want.
   Baby, don’t forget about me ever.
   (Er.)

Chorus:
     I hope the memory’s killing you
     Over there (over there).
     Don’t even front,
     You know that you just can’t compare
     What it used to be.
     I hope your jacket
     Smells like me.
     (Stop.) My baby (stop), yeah.
     And when you touch him,
     Does it really feel the same?
     (Feel the same.)
     Or are you lying there,
     Thinking about the way,
     That it used to be?
     I hope your jacket
     Smells like me.
     (Stop.) My baby (stop).

Bridge:
   Aren’t you sleeping
   In my T-shirt again?
   How’s it feel
   When you press it, press it?
   Up against your skin
   Won’t you breathe it in?
   I know that you remember, ‘member.

Chorus:
     I hope the memory’s killing you
     Over there (over there).
     Don’t even front,
     You know that you just can’t compare
     What it used to be.
     (Yeah, yeah, yeah.)
     I hope your jacket
     Smells like me.
     (Stop.) My baby (stop), yeah.
     And when you touch him,
     Does it really feel the same?
     (Don’t feel the same.)
     Or are you lying there,
     Thinking about the way,
     That it used to be?
     I hope your jacket
     Smells like me.
     (Stop.) My baby (stop).