Anna Ternheim - No subtle men

^Am It's getting late I think my ^Ctime is running out ^Am No one special, nothing la^Csting within sight ^G How should ^DmI stay calm when p^Amanic lies just ah^Gead Everyone can s^Dmee my youth ha^Amnging by a thr^Gead

^FNo subtle ^Cmen c^Game to my t^Dmown ^FNo subtle m^Can ^G begging for my hand^Am

^Am I'm one of few who's left when ^Ceveryone has gone ^Am The train is leaving and it's ^Ctoo late to get on ^G So much for r^Dmunning when n^Amo one stays to ^Gwait for another b^Dmroken promise to s^Amlip my mind by mist^Gake Who would t^Dmake my word on a^Amnything these da^Gys I've failed so ^Dmmany times, s^Amaying I'm gonna ch^Gange

^FNo subtle m^Cen c^Game to my t^Dmown ^FNo subtle m^Can ^{G F}No lifelong f^Criend l^Gives in this t^Dmown ^FNo subtle m^Can ^G begging for my ^Amhand