Gillian Was a Horse Lyrics

I'm not sure if the F should be Fmaj7.
It's midnight and I give up
I'm tired of lying to you
I will not hold your hand and pretend I'm your lover
You must admit the turn outs
Have all been less than a grand
There's no more police escorts or the high school welcome bands
I'm no lie detector
He's no bullsh*t talker and we both know who knows
What should be known to all the authors
Now they've put away the kissing booths
The Chapstick gossip's truth
The only donkey they'll be riding boy is the one wearing your shoes
I'm no lie detector
He's no bullsh*t talker and we both know who knows
What should be known to all the authors
I don't care if I'm the only one who's not payin
Cos honey I am done staying up all night waitin
Now we're all tying the ribbons of worry to your tree
Your passing will make the headlines but sadly no one will read
the towns hopeless romantic had his heart on his sleeve
Died alone in a car park of a local library
I'm no lie detector
He's no bullsh*t talker and we both know who knows
What should be known to all the authors