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Intro F C Bb F 


 
F 
Fucked up, turning all loveless 
Letting you go like spring like fall 
C 
Like nothing at all 
So what I thought I'd change 
All the ways I thought I'd change 

Bb 
But I'm here at your door 
My hands on the floor 
Cleaning up the mess I made like floor 
F 
Cleaning up the mess I made like 
 

 
F 
God, I love you, we could have 10 kids 
And move wherever you want 
                  C 
I'll get another job, I'll change my name 
I'll do anything that I need to do 
               Bb 
To get you to stay 
                 F 
Say that you'll stay 
 

 
F 
And you were still standing in front of me 
I swear I saw you on TV 
C 
Your boyfriend's friend is sort of famous 
Your best frind's getting all kinds of famous 
Bb 
I love you 
Singing Jeff Buckly in the car 
Saying things that I know you don't mean 
F 
 

 
F 
And on a clear day we can plan forever 
You know when you wake up 
Baby, you should call me 
C 
You should call me 
When you wake up, baby, you should call me 
Bb 
 

Outro 
F 
Baby, you should call me 
Baby, you should call me 
Baby, you should call me