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