Tom: E
Introdução:
E C G B7
I was staring at the sky, just looking for a star
E C G B7
To pray on, or wish on, or something like that
E C G B7
I was having a sweet fix of a daydream of a boy
F7 Em A7
Whose reality I knew, was a hopeless to be had
E C G B7
But then the dove of hope began its downward slope
E C
And I believed for a moment that my chances
G B7
Were approaching to be grabbed
E C G F7
But as it came down near, so did a weary tear
Em A7 F7
I thought it was a bird, but it was just a paper bag
G C7M F7 G
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
G C7M F7
' Cause I know I' m a mess he don' t wanna clean up
G C7M F7 G
I got to fold ' cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Em7 A7 F7 G B7
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
E C G
And I went crazy again today,
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Looking for a strand to climb, looking for a little hope
C G B7 F7
Baby said he couldn' t stay, wouldn' t put his lips to mine
Em A7
And a fail to kiss is a fail to cope
E C G B7
I said, ' Honey, I don' t feel so good, don' t feel justified
E C G B7
Come on put a little love here in my void,'
E C
He said?' It' s all in your head,'
G F7
and I said, ' So' s everything,' but he didn' t get it
Em A7
I thought he was a man
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But he was just a little boy
G C7M F7 G
Hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
G C7M F7
' Cause I know I' m a mess he don' t wanna clean up
G C7M F7 G
I got to fold ' cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Em7 A7 F7 G
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when it costs too much to love
C7M F7 G
Hunger hurts, but I want him so bad, oh it kills
G C7M F7
' Cause I know I' m a mess he don' t wanna clean up
G C7M F7 G
I got to fold ' cause these hands are too shaky to hold
Em7 A7 F7 G
Hunger hurts, but starving works, when, when it costs too much to love
C7M F7 G
Oh, hunger hurts, and I want him so bad, oh it kills
G C7M F7
Because I know I' m a mess that he don' t wanna clean up
G C7M F7 G
I got to fold ' cause these hands are just too shaky to hold
Em7 A7 F7 G
Hunger hurts, but starving, it works, when it costs too much to love