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A7 C#dim G# A7 A7 C#dim Waiting for someone to tolerate me G# A7 Hanging around because I can't leave this cat behind A7 C#dim In nine lives if I haven't found something to hold on to G# A7 Why worry? Nobody I care for will be around A7 C#dim The only emotion that I can convey when I contemplate my life G# A7 Is an uncompromising flush of uncertainty A7 C#dim Which is caused by a combination of lack of self-respect G# A7 And an overwhelming lack of company A7 C#dim So I will share my bed with phantom limbs and live my life in tidy rooms G# A7 Surround myself with living things that don't know how to move A7 C#dim I am like cigarettes and steak and booze, obesity and stress G# A7 Everyone with a bad heart will blame me for their mess A7* C#dim* My life story’s just a clip show G#* A7* Filled with long drawn out scenes of plug holes