Cm A# I was choking on a cornflake Gm G# You said “Have some toast instead” Cm A# I was sleeping maybe three hours Gm G# You said “You should get to bed” Cm A# I was waiting at the church door Gm G# For the minister to show Cm A# I was looking at the new year Gm G# Gm Fm You said “Walk before you crawl” Maybe I'm a little greedy You said "Think before you speak" Sometimes I'm a little seedy You said "Everyone is weak" Now I feel a little better Is there something I can do? But I never heard the answer I never had a clue Chorus: D# But what about me G# D# I don’t really see G# D# How things will improve G# If all you want is to stay Maybe I'm a little greedy You said "Think before you speak" Sometimes I'm a little seedy You said "Everyone is weak" Now I feel a little better Is there something I can do? But I never heard the answer I never had a clue Chorus: But what about me? I don't really see How things will improve All you want is to stay The lights are out in the house tonight Gonna creep around Gonna creep into your head All you want is to stay loose There's a little echo calling Like a miner trapped inside If I tell her of this moment She will in me doubt, confide And she's on me like a blanket Like a stalk of wilting grass I'm not sure about her motive I'm not sure about her past But my faith is like a bullet My belief is like a bolt The only thing that lets me sleep at night A little carriage of the soul If it starts a little bleaker Then the year may yet be gold Happiness is not for keeping Happiness is not my goal Chorus: So what about me? I don't really see How things will improve All you want is to stay loose Oh what about them? You play mother hen To a gaggle of gangling youth All you want is to stay The lights are out in the house tonight Gonna creep around Gonna creep into your head All you want is to stay I was living through the seconds My composure was a mess I was miles from tenderness It was dark outside, the day, it was broken in pieces Everything is flat and dreary I couldn't care what's in the news Television is the blues Television is hysterical laughter of people Chorus: And I know it could be me I'm always asking for more (More) More (More) More I keep running around in circles I keep looking for a doorway I'm going to need two lives To follow the paths I've been taking | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm D# Fm G# Gm |