True[F], I'd give my right [G]arm
To [C]keep you safe from [Am]harm
And [F]true, for you, I'd [G]move to Ecua[Am]dor
And I'd [F]keep a little [G]farm
Chop [C]wood to keep you [Am]warm

But [F]I don't really [G]love you any[Am]more

I don't [F]have to love you [C]now if I don't [G]wish to
I won't [F]see you any[C]how if that's an [G]issue
Because I [F]am a gentle[G]man
Think of [F]me as just your [G]fan
Who re[F]members every [G]dress you ever [Am]wore
Just the [F]bad comedi[G]an
Your new [C]boyfriend's better [Am]than

'Cos [F]I don't really [G]love you any[Am]more

There'll be [F]someday when your [C]eyes do not en[G]thrall me
I'll be [F]numb I [C]realize you'll never [G]call me
'Cos I've [F]read your horo[G]scope
And now I've [F]given up all [G]hope

So [F]I don't really [G]love you any[Am]more

'Cos I've [F]read your horo[G]scope
And now I've [F]given up all [G]hope

So [F]I don't really [G]love you any[C]more.