Substitute Cifras

[Intro]
Am
 
 
[Verse 1]
     Am                               D
The first girl that I fell for was a fair and faithful fighter
     G                                     Am
She smouldered with a will to save the world
   Am                              D
I did my best to help her, yeah I stood shoulder to shoulder
        G                               Am
On the front lines with my visionary girl
   Dm
I wish that she had cared for me
            G7
But in the end her ideologies
 C            G/B             Am
Occupied the fortress of her heart
            Dm                                G
I wrote her 15 songs, but still we had to part
 
 
[Chorus]
        F             Fm6
And if music was the food of love
         C     G/B   Am
Then I'd be a fat romantic slob
      F               F/G            C
Well music, it's my substitute for love
 
 
[Verse 2]
     Am                               D
The last girl that I loved she was a low and lusty liar
     G                                   Am
She set my heart on fire, but made me choke
     Am                                     D
Her beauty was a sight to see, but she didn't save it all for me
         G                            Am
I found other fires by following the smoke
 
   Dm                                G7
I wish that she had either cared for me or let be me
         C              G/B              Am
But she chased me from mind and from my home
             Dm                        G
I wrote her 16 songs, but I ended up alone
 
 
[Chorus]
        F              Fm6
And if love is really all that we need
      C            G/B       Am
Then even all my singing is never gonna save me
  F             F/G            C
Music it's my substitute for love
 
 
[Middle 8]
               Am             C/G              F    C
Well I've had many different girls inside my bed
     Am          G             F
But only one or two inside my head
               Dm            C        G
These days I cuddle up to my guitar instead
 
 
[Quiet  Chorus]
     F                Fm6           C             G/B            Am
But oh, what I would give, not to stumble but to really fall in love
              F                            G                                C
And I could substitute my singing for the sound of someone sleeping next to me
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