Capo 2 Am G Em D x2 {verse} Am G Em D Say you see through the folly but you do it for the fame Am G Em D Am I'm fighting the jet stream, drinkin' cheap wine on airplanes G Em D Am You're in L.A., not Chicago G Em D G Key under mat, I walk the dog, order in, home alone Em D G Em D Am {verse} Found your letter on a full moon Sunday night Some other girl in your spell, casting plans for her life Pour the vodka, and it dulls sharp knives Breathe the words; diamonds on rings {chorus} Am Em And you didn't really mean it Am Em D So I don't have to believe it Am Em If you didn't really mean it Am Em Am Then magical thinking gets us by Em G D Am Em G D {verse} Sing for the after show, those candy colored lips But your age is showing, and you gotta work harder for it It's always easier with freshman Not as clever, but she'll bring you to life {chorus} And you didn't mean to do it So I don't have to believe it If you didn't really mean it Magical thinking gets us by Em D Am Em x2 Em D Am Em Em D My fairweather friend Am Em Fairweather friend ~instrumental: same as verse~ {verse} There for the folly But you did it for the fame And you're fragile as porcelain Drinkin' cheep wine on airplanes And did I ever leave Chicago? I got your message, glad you're doing well {chorus} And you didn't mean to do it So I don't have to believe it If we didn't really mean it Magical thinking gets us by Em G D Am Em G D Am Em G D Gets us by Gets us by Am G Em D Am G Em D Say you see through the folly but you did it for the fame x2 Em D Am Em Em D Am Em My fairweather friend