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, 
C        A#                     C       A# 
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, 
A                       F 
And I wrapped them in a newspaper blanket. 
A             F                          C 
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. 

(same all the way through except for solo) D#  A#  F