Tom: D
D A G
You tell me you don't like the way I comb my hair
D A G
But there are two of us at this table only one of us doesn't care
D A G
You're so engrossed in what you read and you're not really there
D A G
Can tell you all my troubles and all you say is 'yeah, yeah, yeah'
D A G x 2
D A G
Television's off tonight, I heard somebody cry outside
D A G
The smells of spring are everywhere getting mixed up with my own
D A G
Could've sworn I heard you say this house was not your home
D A G D A G
Medicine cabinet is your only friend, your greatest fear is telephone
D A G
Here it comes again
D G D G [no chords]
You look like so many adjectives but what you are is [pause] what I'm not
D A G
You come round here in a brand new shirt and announce that you're a brand new girl
D A G
But you stole that line and you probably stole the shirt as well
D A G
Sometimes I have to wonder why I'd only take an inch and you gave me a mile
D A G
It's got more to do with stupidity Than it has to do with style
D A G
Every time you come round here I never know just what you'll wear
D A G
And I'm sitting here in yesterday's underwear
D A G
Do you have to try hard to look as though you really couldn't care
D A G D A G
A friend once told me apathy looks good on her
D G D G D G D G
You look like so many similes what you are is a cat in sunshine
D A G
And when you're here I feel like D Day is here
D A G
All those songs about burning houses are giving me ideas
D A G
If I hear those words once more I'll pour the petrol on the floor
D A G
And I'll watch the flames caress your door
D G D G D G
You look like so many analogies but what you are is a cat in sunshine
D G D G D G
A cat in sunshine, a canary in a coal mine ah ah
