Tom: Ab
G
My therapist once asked me
Em
If I wanted to be in love
C
And I told her
G7
I don't know, I guess, maybe, kind of
G
I mean it doesn't sound like something
Em
That I'd really dislike
C
But then again
G7
I don't even really know what true love feels like
G
I write these songs
Em
Singing like I'm an expert
C
Teaching love in a lecture
G7
A broken heart collector
G
And I'm fooling myself
Em
Over something I don't know
C
Putting on a big show
G7
A single clap from the back row
G
I don't know anything
Em C
'Bout the topic, I so choose to falsely go and muse
G7
I'm a farce of a king
G Em C G7
Writing love songs all about things I've yet to go and try on out
G Em C
Writing love songs all about things I've yet to go and try
G
I'm shameful of my lacking life
Em
It feels like I've been left behind
C
I missed out on my chances
G7
To feel how love is blind
G
And I know that I have got some time
Em
So why feel rushed if there's no need
C
But part of me just wants to know
G7
What I'm missing, do you agree?
G
I write these songs
Em
Singing like I'm an expert
C
Teaching love in a lecture
G7
A broken heart collector
G
And I'm fooling myself
Em
Over something I don't know
C
Putting on a big show
G7
A single clap from the back row
G
I don't know anything
Em C
'Bout the topic, I so choose to falsely go and muse
Em
I'm a farce of a king
G Em C G7
Writing love songs all about things I've yet to go and try on out
G Em C G7
Writing love songs all about things I've yet to go and try on out
G Em C
Writing love songs all about things I've yet to go and try
G
I write these songs
Em
Singing like I'm an expert
C
Teaching love in a lecture
G7
A broken heart collector
G
And I'm fooling myself
Em
Over something I don't know
C
Putting on a big show
G7
A single clap from the back row
