A
He can't forget you
C#m
You're quite a find
E A
In my mind I see how he gets you
C#m
To close your eyes
E
Kiss the skies
F#m G#m A
You race down the stairs in the morning
F#m G#m A
A kiss in half promise, half warning
A C#m
Why would you bother to hang around?
E
Even for some time, now
A C#m
There will be others to frown upon
E
If it turns you on
F#m G#m A
But he's got the worst taste in music
F#m G#m A
If I didn't know this I'd lose it