AAA7
I don't believe everything happens for a reason
DD
To us romantics out here, that amounts to high treason
AAA7
I don't go in for your star-crossed lovers
D
In the heart of a skeptic
G
There's a question that still hovers near
Verse
CF
For it begs the question
CF
How did I ever find you
CF
Now you got me writing love songs
CF
With a common refrain like this one here,
CF
baby
CF x2
CEmAmAmFC
And all your left handed kisses
GEmAm
Were just prelude to another
FCGEmAm
Prelude to your back handed love song,
FC
baby
CF
But it begs a question
CF
How did I ever find you
CFC
Drifting gently through the gyre
FCFCFC
Of the great Sargasso sea, Atlantic Ocean
FCFC
Got me writing love songs
F
With a common refrain like this one here
Solo
AmFCG Em x4
Verse
AmFC
The point your song here misses
GEmAm
Is that if you really loved me
AmF
You'd risk more than a few 50 cent
CGEmAm
Words in your backhanded love song
F
So it begs a question
CGEmAm
How did I ever find you
FC
Drifting gently through the gyre
GEmAmFCGEmAm
Of the great Sargasso sea, Atlantic Ocean
AmFC
The point your song here misses
GEmAm
You got me writing love songs
FC
Is that you really love me
GEmAm
With a common refrain like this one here, here (Baby)
FCGEmAm
Is prelude to another of your backhanded love song
Coda/Outro
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AAA7
Now it's time for a handsome little bookend
DD
Now it's time to tie up all the loose ends
AAA7
Am I still a skeptic or did you make me a believer?
D
If you hesitate, you'll hear the click of the receiver