Intro:
    Em B G C
    Em B G C B

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


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


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


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


Em              B
Bad actors with bad habits 
G
Some sad singers 
C
They just play tragic
Em              B
And the phone's ringing 
G             C
And the van's leaving 


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

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