verse 1
Though it's me that's on fire not this cigarette
I was stabbed in the back by that young suffragette
And what do I care if she leaves me alone?
If I need somebody, I'll pick up the phone
PREChorus
I'll put on my good face, clean up the flat
I'm starting all over, goodbye to all that
Put on some music and pour out a drink
I'll go back to bed and I'll try not to think
Chorus
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
(Keep same chord structure like above.)
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
SOLO
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
Someone to talk to
verse 3