intro | A E F#m E A E B |
I could hang about and burn my fingers | E | |
I've been hanging out here waiting for something to start | G# A C#m B | |
You think I'm faultless to a 't' | A E | |
My manner set impeccably | A E | |
But underneath I am the same as you | A E B |
I could dance all night like I'm a soul boy | E | |
But I know I'd rather drag myself across the dance floor | G# A C#m B | |
I feel like dancing on my own | A E | |
Where no one knows me, and where I | A E | |
Can cause offence just by the way I look | A E B |
And when I come to blows | A E | |
When I am numbering my foes | A E | |
Just hope that you are on my side my dear | A E B |
But it's best to finish as it started | E | |
With my face head down just staring at the brown formica | G# A C#m B | |
It's safer not to look around | A E | |
I can't hide my feelings from you now | F#m E | |
There's too much love to go around these days | A E B |
You say I've got another face | A E | |
That's not a fault of mine these days | A E | |
I'm honest, brutal and afraid of you | A E |