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Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] Bm Bm7 Bm6 G Em9 Cmaj7#11 Am7 Dmaj7/E [Verse]
BmStargazer’s pick kicks tBm7he tear ducts into the meanest drouth Bm6Angel eyes got her string quartet plucking Gquivers from his sweet, sweet mouth.
Em9 Cmaj7#11 Am7 Dmaj7/E Fetal position on a warm bed Wednesday night, tickled by traditions of “oh this was mine”
BmHe’s at worst worsBm7t place, baby, and I’d be daBm6mned if you’re not the smile leanGing on his stupid face Em9 Cmaj7#11 The stunner hypnotizes like a late night losers high beams Am7Smiles died suddenly when he F#came F#7crawliF#m7ng backFmaj againAm
[Chorus]
It seems as though I’ve D7tripped and fallen into somGething terrible it's alEmost like a dream come true. AmCause night and day my heD7art won’t leave my head alone whGen there’s the fear in his mind Eher thoughts died unknown HBme fell in love with yF#ou, nEo it’s not like me to bBelieve in something IA know couldn’t be trueE He’s a stF#ranger to everything I am nEow, and still your glare says “I’ll givGe you somethingA7 to cry about”
[Instrumental] Bm Bm7 Bm6 G Em9 Cmaj7#11 Am7 Dmaj7/E [Verse]
BmOne hit wonders always Bm7left him feeling low Bm6A jazz age type of singing thGat only the lonely know Em9 Cmaj7#11 In her trademark trick, missing the mark too quick And any chuckle nowAm7 hits too closDmaj7/Ee to home BmThe Confirmation besteBm7d the reason to say no Bm6Surprise! Summer songs vanished whenG she had to go Em9 Cmaj7#11 Now he’s alone in a crowded room, singing love songs out of tune
Where you are is the verAm7tigo dF#ay spas with tablF#7eaus waltzing, your ghF#m7osts treating you to eFmajarly morning Fmaj7slideshows
[Chorus]
It seems as though I’ve D7tripped and fallen into somGething terrible it's alEmost like a dream come true. AmCause night and day my heD7art won’t leave my head alone whGen there’s the fear in his mind Eher thoughts died unknown HBme fell in love with yF#ou, nEo it’s not like me to bBelieve in something IA know couldn’t be trueE He’s a stF#ranger to everything I am nEow, and still your glare says “I’ll givGe you somethingA7 to cry about”
[Post-chorus] Bm7 C#m7 G A /G, A7, Bm