Tom: E
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I've been contemplating, suicide
E A
But it really doesn't, suit my style,
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So I think I'll just act, bored instead
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And contain the blood I would've shed
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She makes me feel so ill at ease
E A
My heart is really on it's knees
E A
But I keep a poker face so well
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That even mother couldn't tell
[Chorus]
(That my)
E
baby's so vain that she is
A
almost a mirror, And the
E
sound of her name, sends a
A
permanent shiver, down my
E
Spiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi
A
-ine
E
iii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi
A
yi
[Instrumental]
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[Verse]
E A
I keep her photograph against my heart
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For in my life she plays a starring part
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All alcohol and cigarettes
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I've got no use for, cheap regrets
E A
She makes me feel so, ill at ease
E A
My heart is really on it's knees
E A
But I keep a poker face so well
E A
That even mother couldn't tell
[Chorus]
(That my)
E
baby's so vain that she is
A
almost a mirror, And the
E
sound of her name, sends a
A
permanent shiver, down my
E
Spiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi
A
-ine
E
iii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi-ine
A
iii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi-ine
E
iii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiiii-yi-yiyiyi
A
yi
