Intro (x2): C  G    F

Verse:
C                               G
Now and then she rereads the manuscript
                        F
Of the entire torrid affair
C
They compared their licenses
    G
He said, "I'm not a donor but
                              F
I'd give you my heart if you needed it"
     C
She rolled her eyes and said
               G
"You're a professional"
                               F
He said, "No, just a good samaritan"
    C                                G
He said that if the xxx was half as good as the conversation was
                          F
Soon they'd be pushin' strollers
        C
But soon it was over

Instrumental:
   G   F
   C   G    F

Verse:
        C                               G
In the age of him, she wished she was thirty
                                     F
And made coffee every morning in a Frеnch press
C                               G
Afterwards she only atе kids' cereal
                                         F
And couldn't sleep unless it was in her mother's bed
C                                 G
Then she dated boys who were her own age
                                        F
With dart boards on the backs of their doors
      C                                 G
She thought about how he said since she was so wise beyond her years
                           F
Everything had been above board
            C
She wasn't sure

Instrumental:
   G    F
   C    G    F

Bridge:
         G
And the years passed
       Am          F
Like scenes of a show
        G              Am             F
The Professor said to write what you know
         G
Lookin' backwards
       C           G            F
Might be the only way to move forward
          G
Then the actors
      Am            F
Were hitting their marks
         G
And the slow dance
      Am              F
Was alight with the sparks
          G
And the tears fell
     C       G              F
In synchronicity with the score
        G
And at last
          C           G           F
She knew what the agony had been for

Verse:
     C                                G
The only thing that's left is the manuscript
                                        F
One last souvenir from my trip to your shores
C                             G
Now and then I reread the manuscript
                         F
But the story isn't mine anymore