| G | D | |
| I write a tho | usand songs for you a d | ay |
| C | G | D | |
| But I ne | ver run out of | things to say |
| C | Eb | |
| You're my | Ulysses that I'll never e | nd |
| Bb | C | |
| Now that I f | *cked up, lost you, sweet friend |
| Ab | F# | E | |
| Everything is in the tr | ash, and it's my fau | lt |
| Ab | F# | E | |
| I've destroyed us, I kn | ow, it's unrecoverab | le |
| C | D | |
| If there's a | God he will repair your | heart |
| G | C | |
| If there's a | God, send her an | angel |
| D | |
| Make him handsome and clever and not cr | azy |
| G | C | |
| And you notice something | wonderful |
| Eb | |
| Someone to love her volcanica | lly |
| G | Bb | |
| And please, please, | please God, don't be | a bastard |
| Eb | Bb | |
| Christ knows she | deserves something nice for a | change |
| Eb | Bb | |
| Christ knows she | deserves something nice for a | change |
| G | D | |
| I am a | flaw, I'm a | mistake |
| C | G | D | |
| I am | faulty, I always | break |
| C | Eb | |
| I | tried, you don't believe me, but I | did |
| Bb | C | |
| I tried to ma | ture, be responsible, d | ot dot dot |
| G | |
| But my heart | is juvenile |
| D | |
| And my charact | er's not so hot |
| C | D | |
| You gave me your | hand, I gave you a | fist |
| G | C | D | |
| Please don't | lose any sleep over | me, baby, I hardly exis | t |
| C | D | |
| You gave me your | hand, I gave you a | fist |
| G | C | D | |
| Please don't | lose any sleep over | me, baby, I hardly exis | t |
| C | D | |
| You gave me every | thing, still I re | sist |
| G | C | D | |
| Please don't | lose any sleep over | me, baby, I hardly exis | t |
| C | |
| I hardly exis | t |
| That should be pretty much fine, tis my first tab though, so be kind! |
| Liam Greenshaw |
| (If you want to use this tab somewhere, please email or pm me!) |