Intro - D - A 

Asus = x02230


(verse 1)
A                  Asus
I'm sittin' in this cafe,
 A                                           D
People talkin' so loud I can't hear myself think,
       A
That's not a bad thing,
    A               Asus
The coffee keeps on coming,
    A
The waiter who keeps smilin' as, 
                           D
I'm ridin' on a river of caffeine,
           D           A
An' that's not a bad thing,


(chorus)
   E
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,
      D                                     A
In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night,
                   E
I used to say, It just ain't right,
E
How could anybody ever have any fun,
    D
Without somebody, without someone,
          F#m                    D
It never dawned on me, the possibility,
           A
That it's not a bad thing


(verse 2)
A                      Asus
Those naggin' thoughts about you,
 A
How I left without you tonight,
                                D
You know, they're few and far between,
     A               Asus          A
The waiter's name is Joey, he told me,
                                                D
And that's when I noticed he ain't wearing any ring,
           A
An' that's not a bad thing,



(chorus)
    E
And there is a tug on the edge of my heart,
     D                                        A
It's you again sayin ,Don't you start lettin' go of me,
             E
But I ain't listenin,
     E
For once in my life, I'll feel what I feel,
D                                  F#m
Let it be, let it be real, let it flow through me,
     D                               E
An' wash me clean, that's not a bad thing,



(lead chords - E - D - E - D)



(verse 3)
A                         Asus         A
As I'm drivin' home, I'm thinkin, the worst might be over,
                           D
Or maybe I'm a little bit naive,
           A                Asus
But the street lights seem brighter,
      A
As I walk to my front door,
      (no chord)                   D
And I'm all alone when I turn the key,
            A
An' that's not a bad thing,




(chorus)
   E
I used to feel sorry for someone like me,
      D                                     A
In a corner booth pretendin' to read on a Friday night,
                   E
I used to say, It just ain't right,
E
How could anybody ever have any fun,
    D
Without somebody, without someone,
          F#m                    D
It never dawned on me, the possibility,
           A
That it's not a bad thin