Tom: Db
Introdução: F Am G
F Am G
Every second counts, I don't wanna talk to you anymore
F Am G
All these little games, you can call me by the name I gave you
F Am G
Yesterday, yeah
F Am G
Every minute counts, I don't wanna watch TV anymore
F Am G
Can you figure me out, just doin this to waste more time on the couch
F
Can you see me, I'm waiting for the right time
Am G
I can't read you but if you want, the pleasure's all mine
F
Can you see me using everything to hold back?
Am
I guess, this could be worse
G F
Walking out the door with your bags
Am
Walking out the door with your bags
G F
Walking out the door with your bags
Am G
Walking out the door with your bags
F Am G
Pour your glass of wine, Mitchell told me I should be just fine, yeah
F Am G
Cases under the bed, spill it open, let it rush to my head
F
I don't wanna be forward, I don't wanna cut corners
Am G
Savor this with everything I have inside of me
F
I'm not the type to run, I know that we're having fun
Am G
But what's the rush, kiss and then my cheeks are so flushed
F Am G
Tell you how I felt, sugar coated melting in your mouth
F Am G
Pardon my emotions, I should probably keep it all to myself
F
Know you'd make fun of me
Am G
Know you'd make fun of me
F
Know you'd make fun of me
Am G
Know you'd make fun of me
F
Can you see me, I'm waiting for the right time
Am G
I can't read you but if you want, the pleasure's all mine
F
Can you see me using everything to hold back?
Am
I guess, this could be worse
G F
Walking out the door with your bags
Am
Walking out the door with your bags
G F
Walking out the door with your bags
Am G
Walking out the door with your bags