Standard Tuning
Capo on 4
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [Am] [Em]
[C]We imagined ourselves as cat[G]hedral bells
Ringing [C]out through the moribund s[G]treets
Like s[C]hrill courtesans, making fan[G]ciful plans
That we w[Am]hispered while drifting to [Em]sleep
And I t[C]old you I'd stay in every [G]possible way
Though we [C]both knew that that wasn't[G] true
You said y[C]ou'd would understand
If it was for s[G]omething so grand
As this m[Am]irrored reflection of [Em]you
And New [C]York in October was n[G]ever so sober
As the b[C]eating on the windows in M[G]arch
Trying s[C]o hard in vain to stay o[G]ut of the rain
Falling [Am]off our cathedral a[Em]rch
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [Am] [Em]
You were Z[C]elda, Isolde, and you we[G]re Audrey and Kate
You were [C]Miss Cleopatra in [G]heels
Then an[C]onymously, you were A[G]pril to me
Throwing r[Am]ocks just to see how it f[Em]eels
But those l[C]ines in your eyes and that pl[G]atinum crown
And that g[C]audy red rouge on your ch[G]eeks
You must've[C] looked so divine to some[G] neophyte trying
But you lo[Am]oked like a common whore to [Em]me
But I l[C]iked you the best when you were a p[G]lain simple mess
Drinking w[C]ine from a pink plastic [G]cup
While the [C]radio played some s[G]oft serenade
And we n[Am]oticed the sun coming [Em]up
And the b[C]lue in your eyes looked like i[G]ce when you cried
You were [C]always so cold when we t[G]ouched
Happy b[C]irthday to you, I sure [G]hope it's untrue
Even [Am]though I don't miss you tha[Em]t much
Capo on 4
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [Am] [Em]
[C]We imagined ourselves as cat[G]hedral bells
Ringing [C]out through the moribund s[G]treets
Like s[C]hrill courtesans, making fan[G]ciful plans
That we w[Am]hispered while drifting to [Em]sleep
And I t[C]old you I'd stay in every [G]possible way
Though we [C]both knew that that wasn't[G] true
You said y[C]ou'd would understand
If it was for s[G]omething so grand
As this m[Am]irrored reflection of [Em]you
And New [C]York in October was n[G]ever so sober
As the b[C]eating on the windows in M[G]arch
Trying s[C]o hard in vain to stay o[G]ut of the rain
Falling [Am]off our cathedral a[Em]rch
[C] [G] [C] [G] [C] [G] [Am] [Em]
You were Z[C]elda, Isolde, and you we[G]re Audrey and Kate
You were [C]Miss Cleopatra in [G]heels
Then an[C]onymously, you were A[G]pril to me
Throwing r[Am]ocks just to see how it f[Em]eels
But those l[C]ines in your eyes and that pl[G]atinum crown
And that g[C]audy red rouge on your ch[G]eeks
You must've[C] looked so divine to some[G] neophyte trying
But you lo[Am]oked like a common whore to [Em]me
But I l[C]iked you the best when you were a p[G]lain simple mess
Drinking w[C]ine from a pink plastic [G]cup
While the [C]radio played some s[G]oft serenade
And we n[Am]oticed the sun coming [Em]up
And the b[C]lue in your eyes looked like i[G]ce when you cried
You were [C]always so cold when we t[G]ouched
Happy b[C]irthday to you, I sure [G]hope it's untrue
Even [Am]though I don't miss you tha[Em]t much
