A
He can't forget you
        C#m
You're quite a find
E             A   
In my mind I see how he gets you
    C#m
To close your eyes
E
Kiss the skies
    F#m            G#m            A
You race down the stairs in the morning
  F#m            G#m            A
A kiss in half promise, half warning

A                       C#m
Why would you bother to hang around?
      E
Even for some time, now
A                        C#m
There will be others to frown upon
        E
If it turns you on
    F#m           G#m             A
But he's got the worst taste in music
  F#m        G#m                A
If I didn't know this I'd lose it