Originally in C, I play in G capo 2
Gadd9 | D | |
This is the | story of a girl |
E7sus4 | A | |
Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
E7sus4 | |
I | absolutely love her |
D | |
When she | smiles |
D | A | Gadd9 | D | A | Gadd9 |
→ | → | → | → |
F#m | Gadd9 |
How many days in a year |
D | A | |
She | woke up with hope but she | only found tears |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And | I can be so in | sincere |
D | A |
Making the promises | never for real |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
As | long as she stands there waiting |
D | A |
Wearin’ the holes in the | soles of her shoes |
F#m | Gadd9 |
How many days disappear |
D | A | |
When you | look in the mirror, so | how do you choose |
Bm7 | Asus4/C# | |
Your | clothes never wear as | well the next day |
D | E7sus4 | |
And your | hair never falls in | quite the same way |
Bm7 | Asus4/C# | E7sus4 | |
And | you never seem to | run out of things to | say |
Gadd9 | D | |
This is the | story of a girl |
E7sus4 | A | |
Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
E7sus4 | |
I | absolutely love her |
D | |
When she | smiles |
D | A | Gadd9 | D | A | Gadd9 |
→ | → | → | → |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
Now | how many lovers would stay |
D | A | |
Just to | put up with this every | day and all day |
F#m | Gadd9 |
How did we wind up this | way |
D | A |
Watching our mouths for the | words that we say |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
As | long as we stand here | waiting |
D | A |
Wearing the clothes of the | souls that we choose |
F#m | Gadd9 |
How do we get there | today |
D | A | |
When we’re | walking too far for the price of | our shoes |
Bm7 | Asus4/C# | |
Your | clothes never wear as | well the next day |
D | E7sus4 | |
And your | hair never falls in | quite the same way |
Bm7 | Asus4/C# | E7sus4 | |
But | you never seem to | run out of things to | say |
Gadd9 | D | |
This is the | story of a | girl |
E7sus4 | A | |
Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And while she | looks so sad and | lonely there |
E7sus4 | |
I | absolutely love her |
Bm7 | |
When she | smiles |
Bm7 | A/C# | D | E7sus4 |
Bm7 | A/C# | E7sus4 | E7sus4 |
Solo
F#m | Gadd9 | D | A |
x4 |
Bm7 | Asus4/C# | |
Well your | clothes never wear as | well the next day |
D | E7sus4 | |
And your | hair never falls in | quite the same way |
Bm7 | Asus4/C# | E7sus4 |
You never seem to | run out of things to | say |
Quiet
Gadd9 | D | |
This is the | story of a | girl |
E7sus4 | A | |
Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
E7sus4 | |
I | absolutely love her |
Band back in
Gadd9 | D | |
This is the | story of a girl |
E7sus4 | A | |
Her pretty face she | hid from the world |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And while she | looks so sad and | lonely there |
E7sus4 | |
I | absolutely love her |
Gadd9 | D | |
This is the | story of a... girl |
E7sus4 | A | |
Who cried a river and | drowned the whole world |
F#m | Gadd9 | |
And while she | looks so sad in | photographs |
E7sus4 | |
I | absolutely love her |
D | |
When she | smiles |
D | A | Gadd9 | D |
→ | → |
A | Gadd9 | D |
When | she smi | les |
A | Gadd9 | D |
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