Em7 D A G D A
You asked me to dinner you brought me stuff, now what do I make of that
Em7 A7 D G D A
You made me an offer I called your bluff, now you’re an amnesiac
G D A
Driving with one hand on the wheel
Ordering luck with every meal
Feeding on hope again never mind how small a portion
Em7 D A G D A
I said like we do like we’d like to think, I’ll take care of myself
Em7 A7 D G D A
And who would’ve thought that initial drink would clear an entire shelf
G D A
You should look at it realistically
I know you couldn’t be in love with me
Em7 D A G D A
You sat there as dumb as a dog or cat just hoping it’s for the best
Em7 A7 D G D A
As if anything ever comes from that, except an appalling mess
Em7 D A G D A
Now you didn’t bank on the alchemy that flattery turns to love
Em7 A7 D G D A
But you took that obstructions will always be the danger of falling off
G D A
Driving with one hand on the wheel
Not knowing how or what you feel
You only knew that it was enough to be feeling something
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