A# Gm He was born in Vegas among the stars Dm C And on his cheek, beauty mark A# Gm Barely noticed it from the start Dm C A constellation to stir my heart A# Gm Every night, I'm wearing my black in Dm C case you're comin' 'round A# Gm Fifty-seven days and it still feels like Dm C I'm not comin' down Chorus: A# Gm The night we painted over your fake Mona Lisa Dm C Lipstick on the corners, said her smile was teasin' ya A# Gm Oh, you took my clothes off, said, "It's gettin' hotter" Dm C Don't know how to swim, but let's breathe underwater I was born a dreamer, and I'm still that way Live for tomorrow or yesterday Every night, I'm wearing my black in case you're comin' 'round Fifty-seven days and it still feels like I'm not comin' down Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# C Dm Gm |