Quaint Affair

Am   Dm

The sunlight hits the lonely streets

F   Dm  Em

Love despairs for the one in my bed

Am   Dm

It’s a quaint affair with an air of 
defeat

F  Dm   F

Because nothing’s easy nothing’s 
easy when it’s wrong

E

It’s harder not to never never ever 
have to love

F Am

Love in a sense loves himself

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E    E7

Maybe undressed calls me his darling

F     Am

With that stare and those hands, 
come back again

E E7

‘Cause the things that now deceive 
me I know I’ll never care to 
understand

Am   Dm

A thought recurred for hours and 
hours

F   Dm Em

Could I pretend that the man in my 
bed

Am   Dm

Is the one I hold dear but then 
that’s unfair

F Dm   F

‘Cause my love is easy Love is 
easier to share

E

It’s harder not to never never ever 
have to love

F Am

Love in a sense loves himself

E    E7

Maybe undressed calls me his darling

F     Am

With that stare and those hands, 
come back again

E E7