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[Intro] F F Am C6 x2 [Verse 1]
FI had something to tell you; IĆ¢ve forAmgotten what it C6was I thFink I lost your number though, so I keeAmp it to mysC6elf And I reaBbd a couple novels, and I saC6w a couple films SFtill I feel exact same way I dAmid the day you lC6eft, the day you left
[Interlude] F F Am C6 [Verse 2]
AnFother Sunday morning and anAmother Tuesday niC6ght I wFalked right past the last six months and I wAmatched them fade fromC6 sight And the aBbmbulance and cop cars are still Cringing in my ears TFwenty hundred, thirty thousand, mAmillion, billion yC6ears
[Chorus]
And I'm Ffeeling much bAmetter At least that's Bbwhat I tell Cmyself And I'm fFeeling much bAmetter At least that's wBbhat I tell myCself, tell myself
[Interlude] F F Am C6 [Verse 3]
FThe one after the last one and the Amone before the C6first It was bFetter than the best of times and more Amawful than the wC6orst And I maBbke myself some dinner and I mCake myself dessert We're Fswimming in the winter; we're just trAmying to make it wC6ork
[Chorus]
And I'm Ffeeling much bAmetter At least that's Bbwhat I tell Cmyself And I'm fFeeling much bAmetter At least that's wBbhat I tell myCself, tell myself
(Instrumental) F F Am C6 x2 Bb C F F Am C6 [Chorus]
And I'm Ffeeling much bAmetter At least that's Bbwhat I tell Cmyself And I'm fFeeling much bAmetter At least that's wBbhat I tell myCself, tell myself