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[Intro]
| C C/B | C/G C/F | C C/B | C/G C/F |
[Verse 1]
C C/B
Now and then she rereads the manuscript
C/G C/F
Of the entire torrid affair
C
They compared their licenses
C/B
He said, "I'm not a donor but
C/G C/F
I'd give you my heart if you needed it"
C
She rolled her eyes and said
C/B
"You're a professional"
C/G C/F
He said, "No, just a good samaritan"
C C/B
He said that if the sex was half as good as the
conversation was
C/G C/F
Soon they'd be pushin' strolers
C G
But soon it was over
[Verse 2]
F C G F C
In the age of him,
C/B
she wished she was thirty
C/G C/F
And made coffee every morning in a French press
C C/B
Afterwards she only ate kids' cereal
C/G C/F
And couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed
C C/B
Then she dated boys who were her own age
C/G C/F
With dart boards on the backs of their doors
C C/B
She thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond
her years
C/G C/F
Everything had been above board
C G
She wasn't sure
F C G F G
And the years passed
[Bridge]
Am F G
Like scenes of a show The profess
Am F G C
or said to write what you know Lookin' backwards Might be
G F
the only way to move forward
G
Then the actors
Am F G Am
Were hitting their marks And the slow dance Was alight with
F G C G
the sparks And the tears fell In synchronicity with the
F
score
G
And at last
C G F
She knew what the agony had been for
[Outro]
C C/B
The only thing that's left is the manuscript
C/G C/F
One last souvenir from my trip to your shores
C C/B
Now and then I reread the manuscript
C/G C/F
But the story isn't mine anymore
[Intro]
| C C/B | C/G C/F | C C/B | C/G C/F |
[Verse 1]
| C C/B | C/G C/F | C C/B | C/G C/F |
| C C/B | C/G C/F | C C/B | C/G C/F |
| C G |
Now and then she rereads the manuscript
Of the entire torrid affair
They compared their licenses
He said, "I'm not a donor but
I'd give you my heart if you needed it"
She rolled her eyes and said
"You're a professional"
He said, "No, just a good samaritan"
He said that if the sex was half as good as the
conversation was
Soon they'd be pushin' strolers
But soon it was over
[Verse 2]
| F - | C G | F - |
| C C/B | C/G C/F | C C/B | C/G C/F |
| C C/B | C/G C/F | C C/B | C/G C/F |
| C G | F - | C G | F - |
| G
In the age of him,
she wished she was thirty
And made coffee every morning in a French press
Afterwards she only ate kids' cereal
And couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed
Then she dated boys who were her own age
With dart boards on the backs of their doors
She thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond
her years
Everything had been above board
She wasn't sure
And the years passed
[Bridge]
Am F | G - Am F | G - C G | F - - - |
| G - Am F | G - Am F | G - C G | F - - - |
| G - C G | F - - - |
Like scenes of a show The profess
or said to write what you know Lookin' backwards Might be
the only way to move forward
Then the actors
Were hitting their marks And the slow dance Was alight with
the sparks And the tears fell In synchronicity with the
score
And at last
She knew what the agony had been for
[Outro]
| C C/B | C/G C/F |
| C C/B | C/G C/F |
The only thing that's left is the manuscript
One last souvenir from my trip to your shores
Now and then I reread the manuscript
But the story isn't mine anymore
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