D 
With your head held high,
   A                        Bm
Pretend that you're alright without me.
        D               A                Bm
And I'm better now that I'm without your fears.
         D          A     Bm       G
And I'll write this down, sound it out.
    G                         A                 D
And pretend there's something more left in your town.


     D           A                     Bm
I'll sit through months away from home without you.
    D           A           Bm
And 4,000 miles away is all I need, 
           G
For you to realize what you need.
           D             A
But you're clean cut and exposed,
         Bm                 G
And I've never felt more at home.
         G                         A                 D
But I'll pretend there's something more left in your town.



D                  A
I'm falling in and out of love,
Bm                       G
Finally stopping what we were made of.
D    A     Bm          G
"Oh, oh, you're done."
   D                    A
By summer I'll have you on your knees,
     Bm                G
Come August and you'll lie right through your teeth.
         G          A             D
And it's oh so typical but what I need.


    D                     A
I'm writing books through letters,
         Bm                G
That I'm sure you'll never read.
    D                   A
I'm searching through a postcard,
        Bm           G
To find any trace of me.
           G                  A
But you've traded thoughts of me,
         D                   Bm
For this new life that comes cheap.
          G            A                  G
And I can only pray it falls beneath your feet.



D                  A
I'm falling in and out of love,
Bm                       G
Finally stopping what we were made of.
D    A     Bm          G
"Oh, oh, you're done."
   D                    A
By summer I'll have you on your knees,
     Bm                G
Come August and you'll lie right through your teeth.
         G          A             D
And it's oh so typical but what I need.


D           A              Bm
You're done is just what I need,
    G            A                G
And your violent attempts to come clean.




D                  A
I'm falling in and out of love,
Bm                       G
Finally stopping what we were made of.
D    A     Bm          G
"Oh, oh, you're done."
   D                    A
By summer I'll have you on your knees,
     Bm                G
Come August and you'll lie right through your teeth.
         G          A             D
And it's oh so typical but what I need.

D
"You're done."

   A           Bm        G       D
Is just what I need