Capo : fret 5
Intro
[G] [D] [D] [C]
[G] [D] [D] [C]
[G]now and then
she re-reads the ma[D]nuscript
of [D]the entire torrid af[C]fair..
[G]they compared their licenses
he [D]said I’m not a donor, but
I’d [D]give you my heart
if you [C]needed it
she [G]rolled her eyes and said
you’re a pro[D]fessional..
he s[D]aid no, just a good samari[C]tan..
he [G]said that if the sex was half as
[D]good as the conversation was
[D]soon they’d be pushin’ strol[C]lers
but soon i[G]t was over[D] [C]
Intro
[G] [D] [C]
in the [G]age of him
she wished she was [D]thirty
and made [D]coffee every morning
in a [C]frΠ΅nch press
[G]afterwards she only atΠ΅ kids’ [D]cereal..
and couldn’t [D]sleep unless it was
in her [C]mother’s bed..
[G]then she dated boys who were
her [D]own age..
with [D]dart boards
on the backs of their [C]doors..
she [G]thought about how he said since
she [D]was so wise beyond her years
[D]everything had been above [C]board..
she wasn’[G]t sure..[D] [C]
Intro
[G] [D] [C]
and the [D]years passed..
like [Em]scenes of a [C]show the pro[D]fessor..
said to [Em]write what you [C]know
lookin’ [D]backwards..
might [G]be the only [D]way to move [C]forward..
then the [D]actors..
were [Em]hitting their [C]marks
and the [D]slow dance..
was a[Em]light with the s[C]parks
and the [D]tears fell..
in [G]synchronici[D]ty with the [C]score..
and at [D]last..
she knew [G]what the ago[D]ny had been [C]for..
the [G]only thing that’s left
is the [D]manuscript
one last [D]souvenir from my trip
to you[C]r shores..
[G]now and then I re-read the ma[D]nuscript
but the [D]story isn’t min[C]e.. anymore..