Jens Lekman - How can i tell him

It's the morning ^Fmafter ^{Bb Eb} And we're on a train zigzagging 'cross the ^Fmcountry^Bbside ^Eb On our way home from a ^Fmparty ^{Bb Eb} That turned insane ^{Fm Bb} He dozes off on my ^Fmshoulder^{Bb Eb} Wakes up suddenly, apolo^Fmgizes ^{Bb Eb} Looks the^Eb other way

So ^Fmtell me ^Bbhow ^EbTell me how I can tell him I love him So ^Fmtell me ^Bbhow

The neighbor came a-^Fmknocki^Bbng ^{Eb Eb}Said she'd call the cops He said, "I'll turn down the^Fm stere^Bbo" Pretended to ^Ebadjust the volume knob He's my b^Fmest fr^Bbiend And we can ^Ebtalk about anything As ^Fmlong it's about ^Bbnothing As ^Eblong as it don't cut deeper than the skin

^FmTell me ^Bbhow ^EbTell me how I can tell him I love him So ^Fmtell me ^Bbhow ^EbTell me how I can tell him I love him, so ^FmTell me ^Bbhow

I mean I guess he ^Fmknows Just like I ^Bbkno^Ebw when he says something funny and I laugh fro^Fmm my b^Bbell^Eby Or when Sandra ^Fmleft him and I held him when he ^Bbcried For a ^Ebmoment he left his guard down and so did^Fm I ^{Bb Eb}

But it's so deep with^Fmin me,^{Bb Eb}the way a man should be Passed on through gene^Fmrati^Bbons^Eb of men before me A line drawn in the ^Fmsan^Bbd t^Ebo keep us apart A rusty, old ^Fmpadlo^Bbck ^Ebhanging on our hearts So ^Fmtell me ^Bbhow

We part ways at the ^Fmstati^Bbon ^Eb He's got his bike and he rides into the ^Fmgap ^{Bb Eb}

Before he's ^Fmgon^Bbe ^Eb he shouts, "Later, dude" I think, ^Fm"Yeah^{Bb Eb}I love you too"