[Intro ]- D - A  

(verse 1) 
A                   Asus 
I'm sittin' in this cafe, 
 A                                           D 
People talkin' so loud I can't hear myself think, 
       A 
That's not a bad thing, 
    A               Asus 
The coffee keeps on coming, 
    A 
The waiter who keeps smilin' as,  
                           D 
I'm ridin' on a river of caffeine, 
           D           A 
An' that's not a bad thing, 
 

[Refrão]
   E 
I used to feel sorry for someone like me, 
      D                                     A 
In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night, 
                   E 
I used to say, It just ain't right, 
E 
How could anybody ever have any fun, 
    D 
Without somebody, without someone, 
          F#m                    D 
It never dawned on me, the possibility, 
           A 
That it's not a bad thing 
 
 
(verse 2) 
A                      Asus 
Those naggin' thoughts about you, 
 A 
How I left without you tonight, 
                                D 
You know, they're few and far between, 
     A               Asus          A 
The waiter's name is Joey, he told me, 
                                                D 
And that's when I noticed he ain't wearing any ring, 
           A 
An' that's not a bad thing, 
 
 
 
(chorus) 
    E 
And there is a tug on the edge of my heart, 
     D                                        A 
It's you again sayin ,Don't you start lettin' go of me, 
             E 
But I ain't listenin, 
     E 
For once in my life, I'll feel what I feel, 
D                                  F#m 
Let it be, let it be real, let it flow through me, 
     D                               E 
An' wash me clean, that's not a bad thing, 
 
 
 
(lead chords - E - D - E - D) 
 
 
 
(verse 3) 
A                         Asus         A 
As I'm drivin' home, I'm thinkin, the worst might be over, 
                           D 
Or maybe I'm a little bit naive, 
           A                Asus 
But the street lights seem brighter, 
      A 
As I walk to my front door, 
      (no chord)                   D 
And I'm all alone when I turn the key, 
            A 
An' that's not a bad thing, 
 
 
 
 
(chorus) 
   E 
I used to feel sorry for someone like me, 
      D                                     A 
In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night, 
                   E 
I used to say, It just ain't right, 
E 
How could anybody ever have any fun, 
    D 
Without somebody, without someone, 
          F#m                    D 
It never dawned on me, the possibility, 
           A 
That it's not a bad thin