Verse 1GABmG
By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror
GABmG
I'll even wear that green dress you like so when I disappear
GABmA
You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost in time
GABmG
Your turn to make up your mind between the two roads
GABmG
Go and take some more time, but me and mine must go
Pre-ChorusGA
I tried to wait it out, no more
BmA
Can't find the man I was waiting for
ChorusGA
I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
DG
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
GABmD
While you read me poetry by dead men
GAD
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
G
Stirring in the cinnamon
GABmDGA
While you read me poetry by dead men
BmA
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
GABmA
While you read me poetry by dead men
Verse 2GABmG
By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be
GABmG
Singing 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete
GA
I was ready, but you weren't
BmD
So jump with your net from this Bridge you burned
G
I wanted to tell you things
D
All the secrets I've been keeping
GAD
I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearing
Pre-ChorusGAA good dream, almost
BmA
Now I tell your ghost
ChorusGA
I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
DG
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
GABmD
While you read me poetry by dead men
GAD
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
G
Stirring in the cinnamon
GABmDGA
While you read me poetry by dead men
BmA
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
GABmA
While you read me poetry by dead men
BridgeAG
Line after line, the words just live to remind
DA
The two of us, what we could have been
GD
Poetry by dead men
AG
Fire from ember, how could I make you remember?
EmDG
With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say
DG
I still want to be your girl?
ChorusDG
I still want to be your girl in a white T-shirt
G
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
GABmD
While you read me poetry by dead men
GAD
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
G
Stirring in the cinnamon
GADGA
While you read me poetry by dead men
BmA
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
GABmA
While you read me poetry by dead men
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