[Intro] Am  F  C  G G#

Am                      F
   You don't ever have to
                             C
Be stronger than you really are
                       G
When you're lying in my arms

   Am                      F
Baby, you don't ever have to
                        C
Go faster than your fastest pace
                       G
Or faster than my fastest cars

Am
I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter
F
You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better
C                                        G
I wanted to reach out but I never said a thing

Am
I shouldn't have done it but I read it in your letter
F
You said to a friend that you wish you were doing better
C                                       G
I wanted to call you but I didn't say a thing (two, three, four)

Am                    G
Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up
                     F                   G
If you come back to America, just hit me up
               Am                                G
'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside
                        F                              G
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up

             Am
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, how far
             G
We'll hit up all the old places
             F                    G
We'll have a party, we'll dance till dawn

             Am
I'll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
              G
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
             F             G
I'll throw a party, all night long

Am                      F
   You don't ever have to
                             C
Be stronger than you really are
                       G
When you're lying in my arms

        Am                      F
And honey, you don't ever have to
                             C
Act cooler than you think you should
                                G
You're brighter than the brightest stars

       Am
You're scared to win, scared to lose
     F                                       C
I've heard the war was over if you really choose
                G
The one in and around you

    Am
You hate the heat, you got the blues
       F                                              C
You're changing like the weather, oh, that's so like you
                   G
The Santa Ana that moves you (two, three, four)

Am                    G
Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up
                     F                   G
If you come back to America, just hit me up
               Am                                G
'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside
                        F                              G
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up

             Am
We'll do whatever you want, travel wherever, how far
             G
We'll hit up all the old places
             F                    G
We'll have a party, we'll dance till dawn

             Am
I'll pick up all of your Vogues and all of your Rolling Stones
              G
Your favorite liquor off the top-shelf
             F             G
I'll throw a party, all night long

Am                    G
Ohh-oh, I'll pick you up
                     F                   G
If you come back to America, just hit me up
               Am                                G
'Cause this is crazy love, I'll catch you on the flipside
                        F                              G
If you come back to California, you should just hit me up