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Why donD#dim't we stop fooling ourselEmves?
D The game is over, over, Emover.
No Ggood times,Gm no Dbad F#mtimes,Bm
D There's Gno Dtimes at all,
D6Just The GNew York Times,E
D EmSitting on the Gwindowsill
Near theD flowers. Gm
Dmaj7 We might as F#dimwell be aEmpart.
Dmaj7 It hardly matters,
We Gsleep DseparateEmly.F#7
G And drop a smile Dmaj7passing in the D6hall
But there's Gno F#mlaughs Dmaj7left
Bm'Cause we Em7laughed them E7all.
D And we laughed them Em7all
In a very short Gtime.
Time
Is tapping on my F#mforeDhead,D6
E9 Hanging from my Dmirror,
E9 Rattling the F#mteacups,
And I Emwonder,Gm
D How F#dimlong Em7 can I delay?
D We're just a habit
Like GsacDchaEm7rine.F#7
G And I'm haC9bitually Dfeelin' Dmaj7kinda D6blue.
But Geach F#mtime I Dmaj7try Bmon
The E9thought of leaving you,
I stop...
I stop and think it over.
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