Laid James
This[G] bed is on fire
Wit[D]h passionate love
Th[C]e neighbours complain abo[Em]ut the noises above
Bu[G]t she only comes when [D]she?s on top
My t[G]herapist said not t[D]o see you no more
She [C]said you?re like a [G]disease without[D] any cure
She [C]said I?m so obses[G]sed that I?m becom[D]ing a bore, oh no
Ah, y[Em]ou think you?re [Am]so pretty
C[G]aught your hand ins[C]ide the till
Sl[D]ammed your fingers in[Em] the door
F[G]ought with kitchen [Em]knives and skewers
D[G]ressed me up in w[C]omens clothes
M[D]essed around with [Em]gender roles
D[G]ye my eyes and cal[Em]l me pretty
M[G]oved out of the house, s[D]o you moved next door
I [C]locked you out, you[Em] cut a hole in the wall
I [G]found you sleeping next to me, I[D] thought I was alone
Y[C]ou?re driving me crazy, [Em]when are you coming home
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