| Em7 | |
| loneliness |
| C9 | |
| loneliness |
| G | |
| loneliness |
| D | |
| oh oh |
| Verse 2: |
| sometimes you feel you've got the emptiest arms in the whole world |
| try to make sense but it always comes out absurd |
| sleeping horses keep eating up your flowers |
| don't let it in when it comes kicking at your door |
| Chorus: |
| Em7 | |
| loneliness |
| C9 | |
| loneliness |
| G | |
| loneliness |
| D | |
| oh oh |
| C9 | |
| came kicking at my door |
| Verse 3: |
| G | D | Em | C | Cm7 | |
| she said I've reall | y come to hate my | body |
| G | D | Em | C | Cm7 | |
| and all the things that | it requires in this | world |
| G | D | Em | C | Cm7 | |
| I bet you're out | there getting | drunk with all your | friends |
| A | D | |
| and it'll get you in the bathroom of a Te | xaco |
| Chorus: |
| Outro: |
| C9 C9' C9 G D repeat to fade |