G Love is not a friend, it's not a brother F Love is not Wendy-Moira-mother G F Love has turned me into many others, now I guess I'm just G F C G F C Just a lover G Once upon a time, when we were school kids F Mix CDs and carpool kids G No little cameras to witness F Really hope we don't wreck this G F C G When you coming over? F Just a lover Space and time, waking hours before I open my eyes In the morning, I feel my heart crack open, one last Chorus Space and time, waking hours before I open my eyes In the morning, I feel my heart crack open, one last Chorus I'll be singing into empty glasses No more music for the masses One more hour, one more ugly, stillborn cry I know exactly what this is Or whatever it was, or whatever it was | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC F G |