Standard (EADGBE)
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F# x9,11,11,11,9
You tell me you don't love me, over a cup of coffee
And I just have to look away.
A million miles between us, planets crashing to dust
I just let it fade away.
I'm walking empty streets, hoping we might meet.
I see your car parked on the road.
The light on at your window I know for sure that you're home
But I just have to pass on by.
So no of course we cant be friends, not while I'm still this obsessed.
I guess I always knew the score. This is how the story ends.
(Interlude)
Smoke your brand of cigarettes and pray that you might give me a call.
Lie around in bed all day just staring at the walls.
Hanging 'round bars at night, wishing I had never been born,
And give myself to anyone who wants to take me home.
So, no of course we can't be friends, not while I still feel like this.
I guess I always knew the score. This is were the story ends.
You left behind some clothes, my belly somersaults
when I pick them off the floor.
My friends all say they're worried, I'm looking far too skinny.
I stopped returning all there calls.
And no of course we can't be friends, not while I'm still so obsessed.
I want to ask where I went wrong, but don't say anything at all.
It took a cup of coffee
To prove that you don't love me....
Michelle Dezso