Telephone

A A C G A A C G A A Sitting by the telephone, C Waiting for you to come home, G And I know it won't be soon, A A And I know your views were different to mine, C G But I loved you more than I loved my own life. A A C G And you see, I cannot be, without you, without you. C G So let's not pretend that everything's fine, F We both know I get drunk on wine, More than I should do, C More than I should do with you. C G We sit on park benches till the morn, F Talking about shit that we canât afford more than we should do C More than we should do G And when the rain comes pouring down F We'll find the shelter in the nearest town Cause that's what we do C Cause that's what we do A A C G A A C G A