By di da (Am7)die da.

By di da die da.

(Cmaj7)Don’t

be that way,

fall a (Gmaj7)part

twice a day.

I just (Am7)wish

you could feel

what you say.

(Cmaj7)Show,

nev er tell;

but I (Gmaj7)know

you too well,

kind of (Am7)mood

that you wish

you could

sell.

If (Cmaj7)tear drops could be bot tled, there’d be (Gmaj7)swim ming pools filled by mod els told a (Am7)tight dress is what makes you a (B7)whore.

If “I (Cmaj7)love you” was a prom ise, would you (Gmaj7)break it if you’re hon est, tell the (Am7)mir ror what you know she’s heard be (D)fore?

(C)I don’t wan na (B7)be you

an y (Em)more.

(Cmaj7)Hands

get ting cold,

los ing (Gmaj7)feel ing is get ting old.

Was I (Am7)made

from a bro ken mold?

(Cmaj7)Hurt

I can’t shake,

we’ve made (Gmaj7)ev

’ry mis take.

On ly (Am7)you

know the way

that I break,

uh.

If

(C)I don’t wan na (B7)be you,

(C)I don’t wan na (B)be you

an y (Em)more.