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