Intro:
    Gm D Bb Eb
    Gm D Bb Eb D

Gm           D
I picked you out 
Bb    Eb                
Of a crowd to talk to you 
Gm                D
Said I liked your shoes 
Bb        Eb
You said thanks can I follow you? 
Gm             D
So it's up the stairs 
Bb                Eb
And out of view, no prying eyes 


Gm            F
I poured some wine 
Bb            Eb                  D
I asked your name you asked the time
Gm             D
Now it's two o'clock, 
Bb           Eb
the club is closed we're up the block
Gm            D
Your hands on me 
Bb             Eb
Pressing hard against your jeans
Gm                D
Your tongue in my mouth 
Bb                  Eb
Trying to keep the words from coming out


Gm                 F
You didn't care to know 
Bb            Eb             D
Who else may have been you before
Gm               D
I want a lover I don't have to love 
Bb                      Eb
I want a girl who's to sad to give a xxxx
Gm              D
Where's the kid with the chemicals?
Bb                            Eb
I thought he said to meet me here but I'm not sure


Gm                     F
I got the money if you got the time 
Bb                 Eb                          D
You said it feels good I said I'll give it a try
Gm                D
Then my mind went dark 
Bb              Eb                      
We both forgot where your car was parked 
Gm                  D
Let's just take the train
Bb                     Eb
I'll meet up with the band in the morning


Gm              D
Bad actors with bad habits 
Bb
Some sad singers 
Eb
They just play tragic
Gm              D
And the phone's ringing 
Bb             Eb
And the van's leaving 


Gm            F
Let's just keep touching
Bb               Eb        D
Let's just keep keep singing
Gm               D
I want a lover I don't have to love
Bb                     Eb
I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk
Gm                       D
Where's the kid with the chemicals
Bb                    Eb
I got a hunger and I can't seem to get full
Gm                        D
I need some meaning I can memorize
Bb                      Eb                D
The kind I have always seems to slip my mind

But you but you
F          Gm         Bb 
You write such pretty words
F                   Gm
But life's no story book 
           F             Gm
Love is an excuse to get hurt 
       D
And to hurt 
Gm              D
"Do you like to hurt?"
         Bb   
"I do! I do!"
Gm
"Then hurt me."