Turns Out Life Isnt Like Romance Novels
- Alannah Fordham
Key: C C ·
Orig: C ·
Capo:
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Time: 4/4 ·
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Verse 1
C
Being raised on romance novels
for breakfast lunch and dinner
Em
Taught me that true love will not survive being a quitter
F
So I persevered, through all the tears, the heartbreak
Fm
and the endless years, for you
Verse 2
C
When you first kissed my hand
like you were an old fashion man
Em
All my carefully made plans unraveled in the sand
F
And I would not take my eyes off your face
Fm
To watch the waves, wash them all away
Chorus
Cause you were
C
The Darcy to my Bennet, the Gilbert to my Anne
Em
the James to my Lily, why can't you understand?
F
The reality, that we aren't meant to be
Fm C
Is tearing these native romantic dreams off at the seams
Verse 3
C
Living life through fiction, it taints the world I see
Em
There is no sweet reunion or you serrating me
F
There's just a mug of tea and comforting
Fm
Arms that can't quite grab with my last heat
Verse 4
C
But somewhere in the silence, the thought that does provoke
Em
That maybe this was all my fault for trusting fairytales
F
I should've burnt the fiction, stuck with facts
Fm
But Oh just watch me take you back
Chorus
Cause you were
C
The Darcy to my Bennet, the Gilbert to my Anne
Em
the James to my Lily, why can't you understand?
F
The reality, that we aren't meant to be
Fm C
Is tearing these native romantic dreams off at the seams
C
You were the Peter to my Wendy, the Gansey to my Blue
Em
Hector to my Andromachie was so in love with you
F Fm
and I, am too lost to cry
Bridge
C
Living life through fiction gives unrealistic aims
Em
I thought that I found love but I got burnt by all the flames
F
But I will not fall to a stop
Fm
Cause I almost found, I almost found
Chorus
C
The Darcy to my Bennet, the Gilbert to my Anne
Em
the James to my Lily, why can't you understand?
F
The reality, that we aren't meant to be
Fm C
Is tearing these native romantic dreams off at the seams
C
Yeah you were the Peter to my Wendy, the Gansey to my Blue
Em
Hector to my Andromachie was so in love with you
F Fm
and I, just need time
Cause I almost found, I almost found











