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Strum: Re - Solmaj7
Re 
You think you know me, just because you know my name
Sol						          Re 
You think you see me, 'Cause you've seen every line on my face
                                            Sol 
You want to want me Just because I say that I want you
						  Sim 
But does it matter, if anything I'm saying is the truth.
		       Sol	       Mim 
You need somebody, somebody to hold on to
			          La 
But this ain't the movies and we ain't heroes.
Re 
Staring at you window whit a suitcase in my hand
	   Solmaj7
The night street lights buzz as the cars roll by and the night don't give a damn
   Mim 
My boots just keep on walkin' but my heart don't understand
        La				Sol
Why I'm starring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
Re 
I said I want you.
				   Sol 
But when we woke up, one of us was crying.
						       Re 
You rolled over, and all you said was "Man I think I'm dying"
Our song is over, this band of gold has been feeling lake a noose
Sol 
You place your bets, 'cause no one thinks they'll loose
Re 
Staring at you window whit a suitcase in my hand
	  Solmaj7
The night street lights buzz as the cars roll by and the moon don't give a damn
   Mim 
My boots just keep on walkin' but my heart don't understand
        La				Sol
Why I'm starring at your window
    Sim 
The Light of love can blind you till you cover up your eyes
  	Sol 
And you try to find the reason not to say goodbye
	 Mim 
It's the curse of every sailor standing on dry land
La			      Sol 
Staring at your window with a suitcase in my hand
Sim			     Sol 
         The night is fading like my old tattoo
Sim		           F#m	       Sol		La
             A heart and a dagger that says forever
Re 
Staring at you window whit a suitcase in my hand
	     Solmaj7
The night street lights buzz as the cars roll by and the night don't give a damn
    Mim 
I'm getting tyred of talking and I  don't understand
        La				Sol
Why I'm starring at your window with a suitcase in my hand