A Feast for Me Elisa Singer: Elisa Well there's a party for[Bm] me, The last thing I want[A]ed from you [Bm]I close the door behind me And there you are[A] You seem relaxed an[Bm]d quiet, But under your shirt you sweat[A] And these balloons [Bm]around, Make me feel so sad[A] [Bm] [A] [Bm] [A] Well there's a feast for me, But it's a night so pale Feels like an empty room, Where we could kill with words You wish you could make believe, That I'm what you want me to be But these balloons around, (azchords.com)
