Ed Harcourt - You put a spell on me

^BbBring you Flowers in the ^Fmorning ^GmI dont know what e^Eblse to do ^BbGot a suitcase and a pas^Fsport ^GmBut all i really w^Ebant is you

^BbI'm not sure if I ca^Dn fake it ^GmI only write songs whe^C7n I'm sad ^EbBeing sad's not all i have 'cause

^BbYou put a^F spell ^Ebon me There's no escape when ^BbYou put a^F spell ^Ebon me

^BbYou put a ^Dspell ^Gmon me^Eb Yeah, y^Bbou put a ^Fspell o^Ebn me

^BbMade a painting for you^Fr birthday ^GmFor my words, they come ^Ebout wrong ^BbCouldn't say the things^F I'm feeling ^GmSo I threw them in a son^Ebg

^BbI'm not sure if I^D can take it ^GmIf I'm the last ^C7romantic alive ^EbStill star crossed till my dying

^BbYou put a^F spell o^Ebn me There's no escape ^BbAnd, you ^Fput a sp^Ebell on me

^BbYou put a ^Dspell on ^Gmme ^EbAnd you never speak since, ^BbYou put a^F spell o^Ebn me

^BbWasn't sure if I could ^Dmake it ^GmAs every day kept pas^C7sing by ^EbThen i felt in the blink of an eye, cause

^BbYou put a ^Fspell on m^Ebe There's no escape when ^BbYou put a ^Fspell on m^Ebe

^BbYou put a s^Dpell o^Gmn me ^EbI would never speak, only say, cause ^BbYou put a sp^Fell o^Ebn me