| G | C | B | A | D |
| G | C | G | C | B | A | G | |
| You | smile so | sweetly when you | dream |
| G | C | G | C | B | A | G | |
| And I wonder | what that expression really | means. |
| C | G | |
| Could it be that you're | trying to |
| C | G | |
| Turn the key when I don't | want you to. |
| G | C | B | A | G | G | D | |
| And I | think that | yo | u a | lr | eady | know. |
| C | D | G | G | F | E | D | C | |
| Ain't it funny | how the streets seem so | grey? |
| C | D | G | C | |
| When even the brightest | colors seemed much | brighter | yesterday |
| C | D | G | |
| And all you can | think of is how to get | away. |
| You say you don't want to tie me down |
| And you point out all the other fish around. |
| But maybe it's just the opposite |
| And I don't want to go through with it |
| Cause I think that you already know. |
| Ain't it funny how the streets seem so grey? |
| When even the ones you love seem to turn their heads away |
| And all you can think of is how to get away. |