Paris chords by Samia

Tuning: Standard (E A D G B E)

Difficulty: Novice

Verse 1:
D                     Bm
Total exhaustion in Paris
D                         Bm
In our nook, we were in charge
G                            D
Didn’t our future seem careless
G            E          A
Fleeting, beguiling mirage
D                               Bm
I remember you wasting your time on me
G                            D  A
Like I deserved your touch, babe
Bm                        D G
Back when our love was forever
G            A              D
Hemingway, those were the days

Verse 2:
D                             Bm
You were just one of those statues
G                              D
I wished I could be at the Louvre
G                      Bm
We were a renaissance novel
D                     A
Carefully written by you
   D                      Bm
But I cannot play the princess
G                         D A
In your breathtaking charade
Bm                              D  G
But oh how I tried to in Paris
G          A             D
Lover remember me that way


Verse 3:
D                             Bm
I’m sorry I dragged you to Starbucks
G                             D  A
I thought you were being too proud
G                            Bm
You just wanted a perfect story
D                         A
I know as I’m reading it now
     D                       Bm
Our ghosts sit alone at the café
G                       D  A
Each 6 o’clock in Montmartre
Bm                      D         G
I hid my heart in our nook there
G              A          D
In Paris I’m still in your arms

Bm G


Verse 4:
       D                           Bm
Well, here we are back in the village
G                    D  A
American just like before
G                                Bm
Manhattan’s too small for the both of us
D                       A
And I can’t take it anymore
     D                      Bm
I’m trying to be a big fish babe
       G                     D  A
There isn’t much room in your pond
Bm                             D  G
But don’t write the end of our novel
G                    A
I won’t write the end of our—