[Verse 1]
G A Bm G
By the time you hear this, I'll be in the rearview mirror
G A Bm G
I'll even wear that green dress you like so when I disappear
G A Bm A
You can turn around, one last look at the girl you lost in time
G A Bm G
Your turn to make up your mind between the two roads
G A Bm G
Go and take some more time, but me and mine must go
[Pre-Chorus]
G A
I tried to wait it out, no more
Bm A
Can't find the man I was waiting for
[Chorus]
G A
I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
D G
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
G A Bm D
While you read me poetry by dead men
G A D
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
G
Stirring in the cinnamon
G A Bm D G A
While you read me poetry by dead men
Bm A
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
G A Bm A
While you read me poetry by dead men
[Verse 2]
G A Bm G
By the time you hear this, who knows where I might be
G A Bm G
Singing 'bout another near-miss love that ended incomplete
G A
I was ready, but you weren't
Bm D
So jump with your net from this bridge you burned
G
I wanted to tell you things
D
All the secrets I've been keeping
G A D
I saw it in front of me, but then you just kept disappearing
[Pre-Chorus]
G A
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A good dream, almost
Bm A
Now I tell your ghost
[Chorus]
G A
I wanted to be your girl in a white T-shirt
D G
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
G A Bm D
While you read me poetry by dead men
G A D
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
G
Stirring in the cinnamon
G A Bm D G A
While you read me poetry by dead men
Bm A
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
G A Bm A
While you read me poetry by dead men
[Bridge]
A G
Line after line, the words just live to remind
D A
The two of us, what we could have been
G D
Poetry by dead men
A G
Fire from ember, how could I make you remember?
Em D G
With a turn of a phrase, would you turn to me if I say
D G
I still want to be your girl?
[Chorus]
D G
I still want to be your girl in a white T-shirt
G
Over coffee, stirring in the cinnamon
G A Bm D
While you read me poetry by dead men
G A D
I wanted to be your girl with your hands on my skin
G
Stirring in the cinnamon
G A D G A
While you read me poetry by dead men
Bm A
(While you read me poetry by dead men)
G A Bm A
While you read me poetry by dead men
