Capo 2nd fret
Standard (EADGBE)
x2
Say you see through the folly but you do it for the fame
I'm fighting the jet stream, drinkin' cheap wine on airplanes
You're in L.A., not Chicago
Key under mat, I walk the dog, order in, home alone
Found your letter on a full moon Sunday night
Some other girl in your spell, casting plans for her life
Pour the vodka, and it dulls sharp knives
Breathe the words; diamonds on rings
And you didn't really mean it
So I don't have to believe it
If you didn't really mean it
Then magical thinking gets us by
Sing for the after show, those candy colored lips
But your age is showing, and you gotta work harder for it
It's always easier with freshman
Not as clever, but she'll bring you to life
And you didn't mean to do it
So I don't have to believe it
If you didn't really mean it
Magical thinking gets us by
x2
My fairweather friend
Fairweather friend
~instrumental: same as verse~
There for the folly
But you did it for the fame
And you're fragile as porcelain
Drinkin' cheep wine on airplanes
And did I ever leave Chicago?
I got your message, glad you're doing well
And you didn't mean to do it
So I don't have to believe it
If we didn't really mean it
Magical thinking gets us by
Gets us by Gets us by
Say you see through the folly but you did it for the fame x2
My fairweather friend