Dm C Am Bb I was choking on a cornflake / You said “Have some toast instead” I was sleeping maybe three hours / You said “You should get to bed” I was waiting at the church door / For the minister to show Dm C Am Bb Am G I was looking at the new year / You said “Walk before you crawl” I was feeling like a loser / You said “Hey, you’ve still got me” I was feeling pretty lonely / You said “You wanted to be free” I was looking for a good time / You said “Let the good times start” With a quiver of your eyelid / You took on someone else’s part Bb C F Bb C F But what about me / I don’t really see Bb C F Bb C (Dm) How things will improve / 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 But what about me / I don’t really see How things will improve / If all you want is to stay loose Dm C The lights are out in the house tonight Bb Am C And I creep around / I'm gonna creep into your head Bb C All you want is to stay There’s a little echo calling / Like a miner trapped inside If I tell her of this moment / She will in me doubts confide And she’s on me like a blanket / Like a stalk of wilting grass I’m not sure about her motives / 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 But what about me / I don’t really see How things will improve / If all you want is to stay loose But what about them / You play mother hen To a gaggle of gangling youth / All you want is to stay loose Dm Am I was living through the seconds Bb F My composure was a mess Bb F I was miles from tenderness Bb C 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 Bb C And I know it could be me Dm C Bb Am I’m always asking for more (more, more, more) Bb F I keep running round in circles Bb F I keep looking for a doorway Bb C I’m going to need two lives / To follow the paths I’ve been taking