24

   Am
My blanket sends you a postcard saying
      F
"It's not the same without you here."
   D
My pillow would like for you to know
       E
That a piece of it dies whenever you go
    Am
And you are the man for me
    F               D               E
But I'm not sure if I'm your kind of girl

A                     F#m
As I was walking down the street today
   D              E
I said "Hello" to everything I saw
          A               F#m
When they asked how I was I would say
     D                    E
"I'm good, I'm great, I'm really really great."


[Verse]
A                          E                      D
It's late November and the weather could not have been
                    E
Any better than the weather was today
A                              E
Yesterday was Thanksgiving and tomorrow will be Christmas
     D                       E
If I had a pen and paper I'd write to you everyday


A                   F#m                  D
After December it's hard to remember how good life's always feeling
    E
But then it will be spring
     A                          F#m
If I had a doppelganger I would send her out to see you
    D                             E
But now you're in L.A., that city rubs me the wrong way


[Chorus]
Am
My curtains miss the sound of your voice
   F
My sheets are expecting a souvenir
    D
The rug on my floor is slightly resentful
    E
But all is forgiven whenever you're near
    Am
And you are the man for me
    F               D                E
But I'm not sure if I'm your kind of girl

A                     F#m
As I was walking down the street today
  D               E
I said "Hello" to everything I saw
          A               F#m
When they asked how I was I would say
     D                    E
"I'm good, I'm great, I'm really really great."


[Verse]
A                        E
At the end of April I'll be 24
    D                      E
And soon after that I will be 25
      A                              E
If it still feels like forever since the last time that I saw you
       D                 E
When I turn 26 I will do something about it

A                    F#m
I would write you an epic album
D                            E
If I could do more than just sing and play bass
    A                            F#m
And if I could do more than just walk and run
        D                E
I would drive to you and sing it to your face
       A            F#m
When I ask you your opinion you would say
      D                      E
"It's good, it's great, it's really really great."

[Chorus]

Then I'd say
Am
You are the man for me
    F               D                E
But I'm not sure if I'm your kind of girl

   Am
My blanket sends you a postcard saying
      F
"It's not the same without you here."
   D
My pillow would like for you to know
       E
That a piece of it dies whenever you go
[Am]