|  D#?                    Em      |   
Why don't we stop fooling ourselves?  
D             |             |  Em  
  The game is over, over, over.  
   |  G          Gm    |  D   F#m   Bm  
No good times,   no bad times,  
D         |  G  D     
  There's no times at all,  
D6       |  G              E  |   
Just The New York Times,  
D Em             |  G  
  Sitting on the windowsill  
        D        |  Gm  |   
Near the flowers.  
D7M            F#?    |  Em    |   
     We might as well be apart.  
D7M            
     It hardly matters,  
   |  G     D       |  Em F#7  
We sleep separately.  
 
 
G                  |  D7M          D6  
  And drop a smile passing in the hall  
            |  G  F#m    D7M  
But there's no laughs left  
Bm        |  Em7          E7   |   
'Cause we laughed them all.  
D                     |  Em7  
  And we laughed them all  
                |  G     |                  
In a very short time.  

                Time  
                 |  F#m D    D6  |   
Is tapping on my forehead,  
E9 Em7sus          |  D       |   
   Hanging from my mirror,  
E9 Em7sus       |  F#m  
   Rattling the teacups,  
      |  Em     Gm  |   
And I wonder,  
D     F#? Em7        Gm6  |   
  How long     can I delay?  
D               
  We're just a habit  
     |  G  D  |  Em7  F#7  
Like saccharine.  
G           C9       |  D       |  D7M D6  
  And I'm habitually feelin' kinda blue.  
    |  G    F#m    D7M Bm  
But each time I try   on  
    |  E9  
The thought of leaving you,  
  |   
I stop...  
  |   
I stop and think it over.