Losers

Fm Cm You’re here with me for the moment Fm Cm But I know you’re going back D# C# You have a brown leather suitcase D# C# You didn’t bother to unpack Fm Cm I’ve been tying my shoes together Fm Cm Then I’ve been trying to walk away D# C# I was a junkie all summer D# C# But autumn’s here any day C Now C# A#m Fm Cm How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment C# A#m Fm Cm How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great Fm Cm The stars are directing the future Fm Cm What they’rе tuning into I can’t say D# C# But I want the universe to lovе me D# C# I’m writing songs every day Fm Cm There’s a girl singing into a hairbrush Fm Cm There’s a mob boss in every man D# C# I wish I could sing "tralala" D# C# The way Paolo Conte can C Right C# A#m Fm Cm How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment C# A#m Fm Cm How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great