The 1975 - Loving Someone: chords

               C
You should be loving someone
         D
Oh, oh, loving someone
                     C
Yeah, you should be loving someone
         D
Oh, oh, loving someone
yeah, you should be...

C
My heart is telling me
the telly isn't telling me anything
I need but it needs to keep selling me
   G
Beside celebrities lacking in integrity
Holding up the status quo instead of
              C
Showing your kids, that they matter
who're you gonna batter next?
Just keep hold of their necks
                       G
And keep selling them sex
it’s better if we keep them perplexed

It's better if we make them
want the opposite sex
     C
And disenfranchised young criminal minds
in a car park beside where your
nan resides
          G
Are not slow, they've just never
Been shown, and that you should be

Chorus:
loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Oh, oh...

We're all human, we're just like you, man
We’re sentient or something or other
I can’t remember, whatever
We shouldn't have people afloat
If it was safer on the ground, we wouldn't be on a boat
Charlatan telepathy exploiting
insecurity and praying on the purity
Of grief and its simplicity but
I know that maybe I'm too skeptical
Even Guy Debord needed spectacles, you see
I'm the Greek economy of cashing intellectual cheques
And I'm trying to progress,
but instead of selling sex...
And I think I should be...

Chorus:
loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be...

I am forever in alongside the boys in jumpers
On bikes from schools and cars
With autumn leaves fallen sparse across mid-afternoon
She blazed about how cultural language is an operating system
A simple interface rendered feeble and listless
When tested with divinity or
a true understanding of the human condition
I never did understand – the duality of art and reality –
living life and treating it as such but with a certain disconnect
To touch that cajoles at the artist with comfort
and abandon, and between the spires
and rolling roofs of the white city
That orange, English light cast only one, singular shadow
For you are not beside but within me

Chorus:
You should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
(We're all human, we're just like you, man)
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
(We're all human, we're just like you, man)
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Yeah, you should be loving someone
Oh, oh, loving someone
Oh, oh...