Substitute

F C G
Am  D  G  Am



[Verse 1]
 Am                             D
The first girl that I fell for was a
 fair and faithful fighter
 G                            
She smoldered with her will to 
          Am
save the world
                                D
I did my best to help her, yeah, I 
stood shoulder to shoulder
 G                                 
On the front lines with my 
   Am
visionary girl


[Pre-Chorus 1]
Dm
I wish that she had cared for me
 G                        C
But in the end her ideologies
           G                   A  
Occupied the fortress of her heart
  A5

Am Dm                            
I wrote her fifteen songs, but 
               G    E
still we had to part


[Chorus 1]
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 F                     Fm
And if music was the food of love
 C             G             Am
Then I'd be a fat romantic slob
 F      N.C.
Well, music
                         C
It's my substitute for love


[Verse 2]
Am                                
The last girl that I loved, she 
     Dm            D
was a low and lusty liar
G                                 
She set my heart on fire but made 
    Am
me choke
Her beauty was a sight to see but 
      D
she didn't save it all for me
G                                 
I found other fires by following 
     A    Am
the smoke


[Pre-Chorus 2]
D                                 
I wish that she had either cared 
    G
for me or let be me
C                          Bm    
But she chased me from my mind 
           Am
and from my home
D                                 
I wrote her sixteen songs but 
       G
ended up alone


[Chorus 2]
F                                 
And if love is really all that we 
     G
need
C                  G             
Then even all my whining is never
            Am
 gonna save me
F           Fm      G   F        C
Music, it's my substitute for love


[Bridge]
Am                             G 
Well, I've had many different 
                C  F  C
doms inside my head
Am              G              F
But only one or two inside my bed
C       D                  C    
These days I cuddle up to my 
       G
guitar instead
F                     Fm
But oh, what I would give
C                      G         
Not to stumble but to really fall
      Am
 in love
F
And I could substitute my singing 
for
Fm                    F          
The sound of someone tied up next
    C
 to me