| C | Am | |
| There you are, cryi | n' again |
| F | G | |
| But your lo | veliness won't cover | your shame |
| C | Am | |
| There you are, you're taki | n' true love |
| F | G | |
| And while you're taki | n' true love, you give | n the blame |
| F | G | |
| (How could I ...) Could I be so | wrong |
| C | Am | |
| To think that we could get | along? |
| F | G | |
| Days I wasted wi | th you, child |
| C | Am | |
| If I count there'll be a millio | n or two |
| F | C | |
| Now I | stand alone through the | memories |
| G | |
| That | haunts me, that haunt |
| F | C | |
| Yeah, and I wa | lk alone through the rh | apsodies |
| G | |
| That tau | nts me, that taunts me, me |