Written by Thea Gilmore
Am Bm7 Am Bm7 I can see her head in hands Am Bm7 Am Bm7 I can taste the salt that?s waiting there behind her eyes Am Bm7 Am Bm7 I can feel the tears that echo in these walls Am Em C G Am Bm7 Am Bm7 Cos she?s throwing in the fantasy again Am Bm7 Am Bm7 No-one told her love could be so cruel Am Bm7 Am Bm7 With each word another bullet another wound Am Bm7 Am Bm7 I see no more move made to resuscitate the love Am Em C G Am Cos we?re throwing in the fantasy again F C G And they drew the line that was crossed so many times and F C G F She wonders why it will be her who pays the price Am Bm7 Am Bm7 I believe there is no smile Am Bm7 Am Bm7 That can ever lose the weight of her heart Am Bm7 Am Bm7 But I can see you?ll be OK now Am Em C G Am Now you?re throwing in the fantasy again Chorus Am Em C G Am Bm7 Am Bm7 Am Cos she's throwing in the fantasy again