Written by Timothy Minchin
C G C F Your love is like finger nails on a chalkboard C G C F Your love is like throwing myself overboard C G A breakdown on a motorway Am F A heart attack on Christmas day D Like scaling a cliff then falling off F Like trying not to cough F E And I didn't see this one coming, now I'm in too deep F E I didn't see this one coming, now I'm in too deep F C I think I'll just keep swimming down, down, down F C There's no point in trying to turn back now F C I'm drowned F G I'm drowned C G C F Your love is like sand inside a bathing suit C G C F Your love is a symphony with the sound on mute C G A letter sent to the wrong address Am F Or red wine on a wedding dress D Like broken bones in my playing hand F Like trying to swallow sand F E Cause I didn't see this one coming, now I'm in too deep F E I didn't see this one coming, now I'm in too deep F C I think I'll just keep swimming down, down, down F C There's no point in trying to reach dry ground F C I'm drowned F G I'm drowned C G C F Your love is like one last breath of salty air C G C F Your love is like a map that leads to nowhere C G A wine glass on a concrete floor Am F The overuse of metaphors D The straight ahead in a sideways glance F Like the misstep in a dance F E Cause I didn't see this one coming, now I'm in too deep F E I didn't see this one coming, now I'm in too deep F C I think I'll just keep swimming down F C There's no point in turning round F C I'm drowned F C I'm drowned
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