You’re used to the sound of a heart that’s break in’.

I know it don’t phase you an (Cm6)y more.

You’re the king of the game that you play in’.

I know you played it a hun dred times be fore.

I You fill your bed room up with tro (G)bul phies,

then you get a kick out of clos in’ the door.

You got all them words to keep ’em hop in’.

I know you said them a hun dred times be fore.

Then there’s (Eb)me,

could I be the (G)one?

And ba by, there’s (Cm)me

to make you un (G)done.

Dar lin’, there’s (Eb)me,

no use in pre (G)tend ing.

Ooh, there’s (Eb)me,

a hun dred and (G)one.

I might as well stand in front of a (G)bul let,

close my eyes a and kick the chair to the floor.

It’s got like a speed in’ train is com in’.

I know you’ve crashed it a hun dred times be fore.

Then there’s (Eb)me,

a fox for your (G)gun.

And Then by, there’s (Cm)me,

just love me for (G)fun.

Ba by, there’s (Eb)me,

no use in pre (G)tend ing.

Ooh, there’s (Eb)me,

a hun dred and (G)one.

Ev ’ry bod y (C)says I got ta be (G)cra zy,

that I de serve ev ’ry thing that I get.

But I got a feel in’ that makes me want to ig (E7)nore all that you’ve done

a hun dred times be fore.

’Cause then there’s (Eb)me,

a hun dred and (G)one.

Me,

me, a hun dred and (G)one.

me, a hun dred and (G)one.