Intro: Am  F  C  G

Verse 1:
Am                      F
   You don't ever have to
                             C
Be stronger than you really are
                       G
When you're lying in my arms


   Am                      F
Baby, you don't ever have to
                        C
Go faster than your fastest pace
                       G
Or faster than my fastest cars

Pre-chorus 1:
Am
I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter
F
You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better
C                                        G
I wanted to reach out but I never said a thing


Am
I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter
F
You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better
C                                       G
I wanted to call you but I didn't say a thing (two, three, four)

Chorus 1:
Am                    G
Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up
                     F                   G
If you come back to America, just hit me up
               Am                                G
'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside
                        F                              G
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up

Post-chorus 1:
             Am
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, have fun
             G
We'll hit up all the old places
             F                    G
We'll have a party, we'll dance till dawn


             Am
I'll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
              G
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
             F             G
I'll throw a party, all night long

Verse 2:
Am                      F
   You don't ever have to
                             C
Be stronger than you really are
                       G
When you're lying in my arms


        Am                      F
And honey, you don't ever have to
                             C
Act cooler than you think you should
                                G
You're brighter than the brightest stars

Pre-chorus 2:
       Am
You're scared to win, scared to lose
     F                                       C
I've heard the war was over if you really choose
                G
The one in and around you


    Am
You hate the heat, you got the blues
       F                                              C
You're changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you
              G
The Santa Ana moves you (two, three, four)

Chorus 2:
Am                    G
Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up
                     F                   G
If you come back to America, just hit me up
               Am                                G
'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside
                        F                              G
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up

Post-chorus 2:
             Am
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, have fun
             G
We'll hit up all the old places
             F                    G
We'll have a party, we'll dance till dawn


             Am
I'll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
              G
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
             F             G
I'll throw a party, all night long

Outro:
Am                    G
Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up
                     F                   G
If you come back to America, just hit me up
               Am                                G
'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside
                        F                              G
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up
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