[Verse]
EmDI like looking at your eyes
EmPlaying piano
DAnd staring out your window
EmIn the middle of the night
AmEmFrom your house on the hill
Cmaj7I was hoping
AmEmHoping that you wouldn't forget me
DBut I know you will
EmEm7Cmaj7D6So don't go around saying
EmEm7Cmaj7D6There's no such thing as love
EmEm7Cmaj7D6You can't go trading places
EmDon't forget that I
Cmaj7I am the cynical one
EmDEmWine and roses are fine
AmEmBut I like the harder stuff
EmAnd I can still remember
EmWhen too much
DToo much was never enough
EmEm7Cmaj7D6So don't go around saying
EmEm7Cmaj7D6There's no such thing as love
EmEm7Cmaj7D6You can't go trading places
EmDon't forget that I
Cmaj7I am the cynical one
EmDon't forget that I
Cmaj7I am the cynical one
EmDon't forget that I
Cmaj7I am the cynical one
EmDon't forget that I
CI am the cynical one