Tom: C
C Dm G
You're adamant, so loose limbed I give in
C Dm G
although your bed is warm, the worn springs they creak of regret
Dm G
and lust is the theif who steals away while we were sleeping
Em F Dm C
now you're doing my head in
C Dm G
the lines, the blinds are drawn we are intimate strangers
C Dm G
I'm reborn; it's a false dawn, where we've been I forget
Dm
and Saturday's fuss is just small town lust it's me
G
I'm cheating
Em F Dm C
now you're doing my head in
Dm G C Dm G
Dm G
and Saturday's fuss is just small town lust it's me I'm cheating
Em F Dm C
now you're doing my head in
Em F Dm C
now you're doing my head in
