The Optimist

Cm                              Fm
Last night I went to see a hypnotist
Bb                               Eb
Asked her to teach me not to dream
Ab                            Fm
I've got too much I think about
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An overdrawn account of people 
       Cm
I've been too afraid to need
Cm                               Fm
She said: I'm no history revisionist
Bb                                Eb
And there's some things I can't undo
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You've got a tiny splinter on the 
Fm
tip of your finger
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It demands all the attention in the
   Eb
 room

Fm              Cm
I wish I could sleep on planes
            Eb                  Ab
And that my father would really love
 me
Fm                 Cm
He'd show up on my wedding day
            Eb                 Ab
And tell my family they're all so 
lucky
Fm                  Cm
He'd tell me how he wish he'd stayed
            Eb            
And that he never meant to 
      Ab
disappoint me
Fm                 Cm           
But till then I'll exist as the 
Bb
optimist

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Cm                         Fm
I was an emotional architect
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Who knew your dimensions more than 
Eb
you
Ab
I learned which way you turned your 
back
Fm
To let go of eye contact
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And which bottles made you feel 
  Cm
most immune

Fm              Cm
I wish I could sleep on planes
            Eb                  Ab
And that my father would really love
 me
Fm                 Cm
I wouldn't have to feel such shame
           Eb                    
Around how often and how deep it 
Ab
cuts me
     Fm             Cm
He'd call me almost every day
          Eb                       
How's the weather? Are you eating, 
Ab
honey?
Fm                 Cm           
But till then I'll exist as the 
Bb
optimist

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Cm                          Fm
I know a dirty little magic trick
Bb                      Eb
To disappear and disconnect
Ab                          Fm
Maybe I learned it from the best
Bb
Thank you, I guess
             Cm
Yeah, if you saw it I bet I'd earn 
your respect

Fm                      Cm
I wish I could sleep on planes
            Eb                  Ab
And that my father would really love
 me
Fm                   Cm
It wouldn't take his dying day
             Eb                    
Some sort of signature that he 
  Ab
needs from me
Fm              Cm
My door is open just in case
          Eb                      
You don't even have to say you're 
Ab
sorry
Fm           Cm           Bb
I already forgive you for all of it
Fm                Cm       
But it's hard to exist as the 
   Bb
optimist

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