Bülow - Not a love song

You're a ^Amnice ^Gguy And you're ^Clooking for a nice ^Fgirl to fall for ^Amyou, for a life^Gtime But ^Cthat's not my vibe, ^FI'm just tryna have fun You ^Amsay love is ^Gblind, but ^Cthat's just some bullshit right ^Fthere 'Cause I'm looking in your ^Ameyes, and they're ^Gburning fire ^CSex on my mind, and ^Fthat's what you want

^AmHere face-to-^Gface, and we ^Cboth know the ^Ftruth ^AmYou're calling my ^Gbluff, I can't ^Clie like you ^Fdo

^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Clove you but I ^Fcan't ^Am Wish I could ^Gcall you in the ^Cmorning but I ^Fcan't (oh-oh) ^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Cmiss you but I ^Fcan't (yeah) ^CThis is not a ^Flove song ^Am I get ex^Gcited when you ^Ckiss me like ^Fthat (like that) ^Am When we're ^Gbody to ^Cbody like ^Fthat (oh-oh) ^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Cwant you more than ^Fthat But ^Fthis is not a love song ^Am

You're a ^Amsenti^Gmental guy, ^Cone of kind ^FReally, boy, that's hard to ^Amfind ^G But ^Cthat's not my type, you should find your other ^Fside ^Am The apple to your ^Geye, the yin to your yang The blue to your ^Csky, your kiss in the ^Frain ^AmThe Mary to your ^GJane ^CBut you should know that's not my ^Fthing ^{Am Am}Here face-to-^Gface, and we ^Cboth know the ^Ftruth ^AmYou're calling my ^Gbluff, I can't ^Clie like you ^Fdo

^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Clove you but I ^Fcan't ^Am Wish I could ^Gcall you in the ^Cmorning but I ^Fcan't (oh-oh) ^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Cmiss you but I ^Fcan't (yeah) ^AmThis is ^Gnot a ^Clove ^Fsong ^Am I get ex^Gcited when you ^Ckiss me like ^Fthat (like that) ^Am When we're ^Gbody to ^Cbody like ^Fthat (oh-oh) ^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Cwant you more than ^Fthat But ^Amthis is ^Gnot a ^Clove ^Fsong

^AmThis is ^Gnot a ^Clove ^Fsong ^AmIt's all ^Glies, ^Cit's all ^Flies ^AmFairy^Gtale's a ^Cwaste of ^Ftime ^AmIt's all ^Glies, ^Cit's all ^Flies (yeah) ^AmYou know what I ^Gwant, you ^Cknow what I ^Flike ^AmNo need to pre^Gtend we'll be ^Chappy in the ^Fend ^AmNo more ^Glies, ^Cno more ^Flies (This is not a love song)

^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Clove you but I ^Fcan't ^Am Wish I could ^Gcall you in the ^Cmorning but I ^Fcan't (oh-oh) ^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Cmiss you but I ^Fcan't (yeah) ^CThis is not a ^Flove song ^Am I get ex^Gcited when you ^Ckiss me like ^Fthat (like that) ^Am When we're ^Gbody to ^Cbody like ^Fthat (oh-oh) ^Am Wish I could ^Gtell you that I ^Cwant you more than ^Fthat But ^Fthis is not a love song ^Am

^Am It's all li^Ges, it's all li^Ces Fairy^Ftale's a waste of ^Amtime ^GIt's all lies, it's all ^Clies ^{F Am}This is not a love song

N.C

You know what I want, you know what I like No need to pretend we'll be happy in the end No more lies, no more lies