Key: E
Introduction: Em A9 C
Em
I'm longing for winter to make it cold,
A9 C
Snuggle in with the one that I've had and now hold.
Em
They're bunching me in with these tuneless fools,
A9 C
I've got an anger could kill the likes of those.
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
Em
These questions burn and they twitch and rage,
A9 C
In spaces made by the boredom of gaining age.
Em
And these thinking blues are a stinking crime,
A9 C
There's so much more to be done with such little time.
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Em
I'm trying to learn just to die with pride,
A9 C
Like the birds and the trees and the earth in time.
Em
But I've got this complex and it makes me fear,
A9 C
That I'll die knowing nothing and feeling less.
Am
Give it to me,
C
I know it's only the truth.
Am
It's this time of year,
C D
And I'm longing for proof.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.
Am C D
It could be all that I now need,
Am C D
A little bit of san----ity,
Am C
I'm not looking for answers,
D
I'm just looking to play the fool.
Am C
A little bit of addiction,
D Em
It never hurt me it won't hurt you.