Intro

B - B/A# - E (let ring)

              B                     B/Bb
I wanna be in love like an old soul song
                      E
I wanna feel like the second verse of ?Let?s Get It On?
                B                        B/Bb
With scraped up knees, and a fresh black eye
                 E
You stumbled and passed out into my life

                Ab5                   G5
And it could be sweet if it wasn?t so tragic
              F#5                  F       F F#
A little more magic, a little less wrong
 Ab                  G5
   I can?t live this way
                 F#5               F5
Like a tired and clich?d country song

E                         F#
  It?s a terrible circumstance
                                 E
That the x?s on the back of your hands
                 F#    E
Keep me awake at night


B     E                  C#m
  Lydia, you?re much too young
             F#                     B
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
        E                           F#
If your lips were just a little bit older?

Well, in my defense, I?ve got a plan
That doesn?t involve a witness stand
But at my best, I?m still just a mess
They?re little trainwreck hearts, let ?em rest

And it could be sweet if it wasn?t so tragic
A little more magic, a little less wrong
I can?t live this way
Like a tired and clich?d country song

It?s a terrible circumstance
That the x?s on the back of your hands
Help me sleep at night

Lydia, you?re much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
If just your lips were just a little bit older?
Lydia, you?re much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
If just your lips were just a little bit older?

And, Lydia, you?re much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
But now we?ll let this fire smolder
And, Lydia, you?re much too young
To have your teeth on the tip of my tongue
If only your lips were just a little bit older?