A              F
I painted your room at midnight,
A           F
So I'd know yesterday was over.
A              F
I put all your books on the top shelf,
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Even the one with the four leaf clover.
                C       A#
Man I'm getting older.

A               F
I took all your pictures off the wall,
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And I wrapped them in a newspaper blanket.
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And I haven't slept in what seems like a century.
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And now I can barely breathe.

              A    C           F
Just like the crow chasing the butterfly,
     A     C           F
Dandilions lost in the summer sky.
            A              C               F
'Cause when you and I were gettin' high as outer space,
        A       C         F
I never thought you would slip away.
        A     C      F
I guess I was just a little too late.