Feist - So sorry

I'm ^Dsorry^A7, two words I always^F#7 think after you^G're gone Wh^Een I rea^Alize ^DI was acting all wrong So sel^Dfish,^A7 two wo^F#7rds that could describe Old acti^Gons of^E mine^A when pat^Dience is in short supply

^DWe ^Adon't ^Eneed^G to say goodbye ^DWe ^Adon't ^Eneed^G to fight and cry ^DOh we, we c^Aould h^Eold ^Geach other tight ^DTonight ^A

We'^Dre so helpless We're ^Gslaves to our own ^Dforces We're ^Gafraid of our em^Dotions No one, ^Gknows where the ^Dshore is We're^G divided by the ^Docean And the ^Gonly thing I kn^Dow is The an^Gswer it isn't f^Dor us No the^G answer isn't f^Dor us

I'm ^Dsorry^A7, two words I always^F#7 think after, oh^G you're gone Wh^Een I rea^Alize ^DI was acting all wrong

^DWe ^Adon't ^Eneed^G to say goodbye ^DWe ^Adon't ^Eneed^G to fight and cry ^DNo we, we co^Auld, we co^Euld hol^Gd each other tight ^DTonight.^A.. ^{E G D}Tonight.^A.. ^{E G}