Catatonia

^C You're adamant, so loose limb ^Dm ed I give in. ^G
Althou ^C gh your bed is warm, the worn springs they cre ^Dm ak of regret. ^G
And ^Dm lust is the thief who steals away while we are sl ^G eeping.
Now yo ^Em u're do ^F ing m ^Dm y h ^C ead in.
^C The lines, the blinds are drawn, we are intimate strang ^Dm ers. ^G
C I'm reborn, it's a false dawn. Where we' ^Dm ve been I ^G forget.
^Dm And Saturday's fuss is just small town lust it's me
I'm che ^G ating.
Now yo ^Em u're do ^F ing m ^Dm y he ^C ad in.
^{Dm G C Dm G}
And Sa ^Dm turday's fuss is just small town lust it's me I'm cheat ^G ing.
Now y ^Em ou're d ^F oing ^Dm my h ^C ead in.
Now y ^Em ou're do ^F ing ^Dm my he ^C ad in.