| C | D | Em | D | C | D | Em | D |
| All last | summer in | case you | don’t re | call |
| C | D | Em | D | C | D | Em | D |
| I was | yours and | you were | mine -- for | get | it | all |
| C | D | Em | D |
| Is there a | line that | I could | write? |
| C | D | Em | D | |
| That’s | sad e | nough to | make you | cry |
| C | D | Em | D | C | D | Em | D | |
| (You) | know the | lines you | wrote to | me were | lies |
| C | G | D | |
| The | whispers at the bus-stop, | well I’ve | heard about |
| C | G | D | C | D | Em |
| nights out in the schoolyard | I found | out about | you |
| D | C | D | Em | |
| I found | out about | you |
| The months roll past the love that you struck dead |
| Did you love me only in my head? |
| Well the things you said and did to me |
| They seem to come so easily |
| The love I thought I’d won you’d give for free |
| Rumors follow everywhere you go |
| Like when you left and I was last to know |
| Well you’re famous now and there’s no doubt |
| In all the places you hang out |
| They know your name and they know what you’re about |
| The street lights blink on through the car window |
| I hear the time too often on AM radio |
| Well you know it’s all I think about |
| I’d write your name, drive past your house |
| Your boyfriend’s over, I watch your light go out. |