Tom: Am
Am
The city lights are beckoning
C
The sirens softly call
Am C F
Of the fantasist and fetishists are preparing the ball
F C F C
When you've been stuck here on the doorstep with nothing to forsake
F E Am
Well you might as well be anyone's to take
[Chorus]
Am
So I give myself to strangers
C
Like I gave myself to you
Am C F
But the tenderness are felt has been replaced by something new
F C F C
And in the orgy I can vaguely hear the outline of your call
F E Am
Well I might as well be anyone's at all
[Verse]
Am
Every memory is sailing
C
To the kingdom of your soul
Am C F
As you patiently await and lose all sense of self control
F C
You were the lighthouse to my broken boat
F C
But I've left you behind
F E Am
Now I might as well be anyone's to find
C Fm
Take my body
C Fm
Take it from me
C Fm
It is not worthy
C Fm
Of your memory
Am
I remember you undressing
C
As I sat myself on fire
Am C F
And the funeral was quick as I lay lifeless on your pyre
F C
Well it's a kind of desperation
F C
And it's just something you can't fake
F E Am
Oh I might as well be anyone's to take
[Chorus]
Am
So I give myself to strangers
C
Like I gave myself to you
Am C F
But the unity I felt has been replaced by something new
F C
Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane
F C
I am Robert and I am Paul
F E Am
Oh I might as well be anyone's at all
F E Am
Yes I might as well be anyone at all
