Tom: C
Dm C Am Bb
I was choking on a cornflake / You said “Have some toast instead"
I was sleeping maybe three hours / You said “You should get to bed"
I was waiting at the church door / For the minister to show
Dm C Am Bb Am G
I was looking at the new year / You said “Walk before you crawl"
I was feeling like a loser / You said “Hey, you’ve still got me"
I was feeling pretty lonely / You said “You wanted to be free"
I was looking for a good time / You said “Let the good times start"
With a quiver of your eyelid / You took on someone else’s part
Bb C F Bb C F
But what about me / I don’t really see
Bb C F Bb C (Dm)
How things will improve / If all you want is to stay...
Maybe I’m a little greedy / You said “Think before you speak"
Sometimes I’m a little seedy / You said “Everyone is weak"
Now I feel a little better / Is there something I can do?
But I never heard the answer / I never had a clue
But what about me / I don’t really see
How things will improve / If all you want is to stay loose
Dm C
The lights are out in the house tonight
Bb Am C
And I creep around / I'm gonna creep into your head
Bb C
All you want is to stay
There’s a little echo calling / Like a miner trapped inside
If I tell her of this moment / She will in me doubts confide
And she’s on me like a blanket / Like a stalk of wilting grass
I’m not sure about her motives / I’m not sure about her past
But my faith is like a bullet / My belief is like a bolt
The only thing that lets me sleep at night / a little carriage of the soul
If it starts a little bleaker / Then the year may yet be gold
Happiness is not for keeping / Happiness is not my goal
But what about me / I don’t really see
How things will improve / If all you want is to stay loose
But what about them / You play mother hen
To a gaggle of gangling youth / All you want is to stay loose
Dm Am
I was living through the seconds
Bb F
My composure was a mess
Bb F
I was miles from tenderness
Bb C
It was dark outside, the day it was broken in pieces
Everything is flat and dreary
I couldn’t care what’s in the news
Television is the blues
Television is hysterical laughter of people
Bb C
And I know it could be me
Dm C Bb Am
I’m always asking for more (more, more, more)
Bb F
I keep running round in circles
Bb F
I keep looking for a doorway
Bb C
I’m going to need two lives / To follow the paths I’ve been taking
