You cannot not know that you're turning my heart to stone
You cannot not know that you cut me down to the bone
I flew a thousand miles just to see your face
Got paper and a pen, bared my heart right there on the page
Yeah, you cannot not know (you [A7cannot not know)
And oh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Show me that you [A7got [Fm7]a pulse
Show me that you [A7bleed
Oh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
I'm afraid to [C7]ask if you [A7wanna be [Am]with me
I'm afraid to [C7]ask if you [A7wanna
It's so cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
I'm spilling my [A]guts like [F]it's Valentine's Day
Hey-hey-ey, yeah-eh-eh-ey
When you [A7get your shit together, it'll be [Am]too late
You cannot not know I've been waiting here by the ρhone
But when your number comes up I just act like [F]I'm not at home
I could distɾact myself with somebody else
Just get drunk and [Bm]end up in some cheap motel, but I won't
Man, you [A7cannot not know (man, you [A7cannot not know)
It's so cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
I'm spilling my [A]guts like [F]it's Valentine's Day
Hey-hey-ey, yeah-eh-eh-ey
When you [A7get your shit together it'll be [Am]too late
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
It's so cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
Cliché
If I'm being honest and [Bm]if I'm being tɾue
I just want you [A7to [C7]know I've cried for [Dm7]you
If I'm being honest, how's it you [A7don't see
That I'm afraid to [C7]ask if you [A7wanna be [Am]with me
(If you [A7wanna be [Am]with me)
It's so cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
I'm spilling my [A]guts like [F]it's Valentine's Day
Hey-hey-ey, yeah-eh-eh-ey
When you [A7get your shit together it'll be [Am]too late
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
It's so cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
Cliché
Cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
Ooh-ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-ooh
Cliché, yeah-eh-eh-ey
When you [A7get your shit together, it'll be [Am]too late
