Artist: Sara Bareilles
[VERSE 1]
[G]By the time you[A] hear this, I'[Bm]ll be in the rear[G]view mirror
[G]I'll even wear th[A]at green dress you l[Bm]ike so when I dis[G]appear
[G]You can turn around,[A] one last loo[Bm]k at the girl you [A]lost in time
[G]Your turn to make up[A] your mind [Bm]between the two[G] roads
[G]Go and take some m[A]ore time, but[Bm] me and mine must [G]go
[PRE-CHORUS]
[G]I tried to wait it out[A] , no more
Can't[Bm] find the man I was [A]waiting for
[CHORUS]
[G]I wanted to be your girl in a [A]white T-shirt
Over [D]coffee, s[G]tirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry by d[D]ead men
[G]I wanted to be your girl with your [A]hands on my skin [D]
[G]Stirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry[D] by de[G]ad me[A]n
([Bm]While you read me [A]poetry by dead men)
W[G]hile you read me [A]poetry by d[Bm]ead me[A]n
[VERSE 2]
[G]By the time you [A]hear this, who [Bm]knows where I might [G]be
[G]Singing 'bout another n[A]ear-miss love[Bm] that ended inc[G]omplete
[G]I was ready, but [A]you weren't
So j[Bm]ump with your net from this bridge[D] you burned
[G]I wanted to tell you things
A[D]ll the secrets I've been keeping
[G]I saw it in front of me,[A] but then you just kept disappearin[D]g
[PRE-CHORUS]
[G]A good dream, [A]almost
[Bm]Now I tell [A]your ghost
[CHORUS]
[G]I wanted to be your girl in a [A]white T-shirt
Over [D]coffee, s[G]tirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry by d[D]ead men
[G]I wanted to be your girl with your [A]hands on my skin [D]
[G]Stirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry[D] by de[G]ad me[A]n
([Bm]While you read me [A]poetry by dead men)
W[G]hile you read me [A]poetry by d[Bm]ead m[A]en
[BRIDGE]
[A]Line after line, the words just [G]live to remind
The [D]two of us, [A]what we could have been
P[G]oetry by dead [D]men
[A]Fire from ember, how could I [G]make you remember?
With a [Em]turn of a phrase,[D] would you t[G]urn to me if I say
I [D]still want to be your [G]girl?
[CHORUS]
I still [D]want to be your g[G]irl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, [G]stirring in the cinnamon
W[G]hile you re[A]ad me poe[Bm]try by de[D]ad men
[G]I wanted to be your girl with your h[A]ands on my skin[D]
[G]Stirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you[A] read me[D] poetry by [G]dead [A]men
(W[Bm]hile you read me p[A]oetry by dead men)
Wh[G]ile you read me po[A]etry by [Bm]dead m[A]en
[G]By the time you[A] hear this, I'[Bm]ll be in the rear[G]view mirror
[G]I'll even wear th[A]at green dress you l[Bm]ike so when I dis[G]appear
[G]You can turn around,[A] one last loo[Bm]k at the girl you [A]lost in time
[G]Your turn to make up[A] your mind [Bm]between the two[G] roads
[G]Go and take some m[A]ore time, but[Bm] me and mine must [G]go
[PRE-CHORUS]
[G]I tried to wait it out[A] , no more
Can't[Bm] find the man I was [A]waiting for
[CHORUS]
[G]I wanted to be your girl in a [A]white T-shirt
Over [D]coffee, s[G]tirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry by d[D]ead men
[G]I wanted to be your girl with your [A]hands on my skin [D]
[G]Stirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry[D] by de[G]ad me[A]n
([Bm]While you read me [A]poetry by dead men)
W[G]hile you read me [A]poetry by d[Bm]ead me[A]n
[VERSE 2]
[G]By the time you [A]hear this, who [Bm]knows where I might [G]be
[G]Singing 'bout another n[A]ear-miss love[Bm] that ended inc[G]omplete
[G]I was ready, but [A]you weren't
So j[Bm]ump with your net from this bridge[D] you burned
[G]I wanted to tell you things
A[D]ll the secrets I've been keeping
[G]I saw it in front of me,[A] but then you just kept disappearin[D]g
[PRE-CHORUS]
[G]A good dream, [A]almost
[Bm]Now I tell [A]your ghost
[CHORUS]
[G]I wanted to be your girl in a [A]white T-shirt
Over [D]coffee, s[G]tirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry by d[D]ead men
[G]I wanted to be your girl with your [A]hands on my skin [D]
[G]Stirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you r[A]ead me [Bm]poetry[D] by de[G]ad me[A]n
([Bm]While you read me [A]poetry by dead men)
W[G]hile you read me [A]poetry by d[Bm]ead m[A]en
[BRIDGE]
[A]Line after line, the words just [G]live to remind
The [D]two of us, [A]what we could have been
P[G]oetry by dead [D]men
[A]Fire from ember, how could I [G]make you remember?
With a [Em]turn of a phrase,[D] would you t[G]urn to me if I say
I [D]still want to be your [G]girl?
[CHORUS]
I still [D]want to be your g[G]irl in a white T-shirt
Over coffee, [G]stirring in the cinnamon
W[G]hile you re[A]ad me poe[Bm]try by de[D]ad men
[G]I wanted to be your girl with your h[A]ands on my skin[D]
[G]Stirring in the cinnamon
[G]While you[A] read me[D] poetry by [G]dead [A]men
(W[Bm]hile you read me p[A]oetry by dead men)
Wh[G]ile you read me po[A]etry by [Bm]dead m[A]en
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