A           C#m          A          C#m
You seem to find the dark, when everything is bright
A            C#m                 C            G
You look for all that's wrong, instead of all that's right
A         C#m           A         C#m
Does it feel good to you? To rain on my parade
A       C#m           C              G
You never say a word, unless it's to complain...
C               D 
It's driving me insane


D         A                C           G      D 
If I Were You, holding the world right in my hands.
D                   A                C         G          D 
The first thing I'd do, is thank the stars for all that I am...
             A 
If I Were You