F#m7 B7 Though it's me that's on fire not this cigarette I was stabbed in the back by that young suffragette And what do I care if she leaves me alone If I need somebody I'll pick up the phone Bm7 E7 I'll put on my good face, clean up the flat I'm starting all over, good bye to all that C#m7 F#7 Put on some music and pour out a drink F#m7 B7 I'll go back to bed and I'll try not to think Chorus: F#m7 Someone to talk to B7 Someone to talk to Bm7 Someone to talk to E7 Someone to talk to Bm7 Someone to talk to E7 Someone to talk to F#m7 Someone to talk to B7 Someone to talk to F#m7 Someone to talk to B7 Someone to talk to She was a person I just couldn't see And I tried to make her what she couldn't be I tried and I tried, but of course in the end I drove her crazy and right 'round the bend Now it's too much to just sit here and cry I can't be seen with a tear in my eye Why am I standing right next to the phone When I kept on saying I must be alone Chorus I love you, why didn't I say that before I guess that it's safe now, she's walked through the door It's hard when you know that you've got to go on Feeling so weak and pretending your strong I didn't see her, I only felt me And one day I'll learn just which part of me bleeds Now that she's gone I know she was great But I fucked it up and now it's too late Chorus | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsC#m C#m7 E7 F#m F#7 F#m7 Bm B7 Bm7 |