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Tom: Dsus2
Intro: Dsus2   F7*   Cadd2   C    (1 time)

VERSE 1:  (Play just like the intro)
Dsus2   	F7*	       Cadd2    C
     For a long time, I was in love.
Dsus2		 F7*           Cadd2    C
     Not only in love, I was obsessed.
Dsus2	    F7*              Cadd2		      C
     With a friendship that, no one else could touch.
Dsus2 		    F7*			Cmaj7   C
     It didn't work out, I'm covered in shells.

CHORUS:
C          C7             F                 Bb5		      Cmaj7
 And all I wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life.
C	   C7		F	       Bb5		  Cmaj7
 And all I needed was a simple man, so I could be the wife.

VERSE 2:  (Play like verse 1)
I'm so ashamed, I've been so mean.  I don't know how it got to this point.
I always was, the one with all the love.  You came along, I'm hunting you down.

CHORUS:  (Play like first chorus)
Like a sick,  domestic abuser, looking for a fight.
And all I wanted was the simple things, a simple kind of life.

BRIDGE:  (I'm gonna try my best to transcribe the hard-to-hear picking. I
t's close enough to deal with it)
   Dsus2       F7*            Cadd2          Bb5
E|-------------------------------------------------------|
B|-------------------------------------------------------|
G|----2--------------2-----------2------------------2----|
D|-0-----3-----0--3-----3-----------3------------3-------|
A|----------------------------3--------3-----1-----------|
E|-------------------------------------------------------|
(That sounds good to me, look at the chords above to see where played while singing)
Dsus2  F7*	     Cadd2	        Bb5   Dsus2       F7*				Cadd2           Bb5
  If we met tomorrow for the very first time.    Would it start all over again? Would I try to make you mine?

VERSE 3:  (Play like other verses. Start strumming again)
I always thought, I'd be a mom.  Sometimes I wish, for a mistake.
The longer that I wait, the more selfish that I get.  You seem like, you'd be a good dad.

CHORUS:  (Play like other choruses)
Now all those simple things are simply too complicated for my life. 
And how'd I get so faithful to my freedom?  A selfish kind of life.
When all I ever wanted was the simple things.  A simple kind of life. A simple kind of life, 
a simple kind of life.. ... . .. . .. .. a simple kind of life .... ... .. . ..