Not going to Cry

Chen 2002

C                            Am               F                                                  G

I have this story to tell,               Its’ old, its’ familiar, you know it well.

G               Em               Am             D                   G

There’s no way to fight it,             This love unrequited.

C                                                 Am

She was a ballerina,                    Crystal blue eyes.

F                                                  G

A touch as soft as snowflakes,             A kiss to make you sigh.

And I need to tell her…

G                       C          Em             Em                    F             Am

I don’t want to cry anymore.             I don’t want to die anymore.

F                              G                 E                        Am             G

Can’t stand to be alone,               Sitting by the phone.

G              C            Em              Em          F             Am

Can’t be strong anymore,             Won’t be wrong anymore,

F                                     G          E                                     Am             G

Don’t want to be broken-hearted, ’bout something never started.

C                         Am                  F                                                                       G

She doesn’t even know                how she stole my heart my thoughts, took my soul.

Em                                 Am             D                                    G

She was a breath from above,             Filled my heart full of love.

C                                                 Am

She danced in New York City,             Amongst the neon lights.

F                                                  G

Walked on rainy pavement,             And looked into her eyes.

And I’ll tell you, tell you…

G               C          Em               Em           F          Am

Not gonna cry anymore.              Not gonna die anymore.

F                              G                 E                        Am             G

Won’t stand to be alone,              Sitting by the phone.

G              C            Em              Em            F                  Am

Gonna be stronger than before,             Make this cry become a roar.

F                                     G          E                                     Am

Not going to be broken-hearted,             About something never started.

I tell you…

F                                     G                                                               C

Not going to be broken-hearted,             About something never started.