Asking for Flowers

G It's complicated, technically I'm certified C A walking declaration, of everything I couldn't get right G Time is just an anchor, But 7 years I think I am right C Now you've changed your number, it's like a noose around my life Em C Every pill I took in vain, every meal for your I made, Am C D every penny I put away, C G D Asking for flowers, is like asking you to Am be nice Em C Don't tell me you are too tired, Am C G 10 years I've been working nights G My life's like a picture left out in the sun too long C Now I'm trying to remember all the faces of the names I've Loved G And all that's left of me now is a cigarette burning bright C And a fading memory of all the things I tried to get right