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I’m so I scared that the way that I feel is (Gmaj7)writ ten all ’lly o ver my face.

an When you walk in to the room,

I (C)wan na find a hid in’ place.

We used to laugh, we used to hug

the (Gmaj7)way that old friends do.

But now a smile and a touch of your hand me from just (C)makes me come un glued.

Such a con tra dic tion.

Do I (C)lie or tell the truth?

But Is it fact I’d or fic tion,

oh the (C)way I feel for you?

It’s so com pli cat ed.

I’m so frus trat ed.

I wan na hold you close, I wan na push you a way, I wan na make you go, I wan na make you stay.

Should I say it?

Should I tell you how I feel?

Oh, (Em)I want you to know,

but (C)then a gain I don’t.

It’s so com pli cat ed.

Just when I think that I’m un der con trol, I (Gmaj7)think I fin ’lly got ver a grip,

an oth er friend in tells me that my (C)name is al ways on your lips.

They say I’m more than just a friend,

they (Gmaj7)say I must be blind.

Well, I ad mit that I’ve seen you your watch me from the (C)cor ner of your eye.

Oh, it’s so con fus ing.

Yeah, I (C)wish you’d just con fess.

But think of what I’d be los ing

if your (C)an swer was n’t yes.

It’s so com pli cat ed.

I’m so frus trat ed.

I wan na hold you close, I wan na push you a way, I wan na make you go, I wan na make you stay.

Should I say it?

Should I tell you how I feel?

Oh, (Em)I want you to know,

but (C)then a gain I don’t.

It’s so com pli cat ed.

(C)then a gain I don’t.

It’s so com pli cat ed.

I (F)hate it,

’cause I’ve (C7)wait ed

so (Eb)long