Kate Miller-Heidke - Humiliation

I wanna be lo^Amved by strangers, ^Dmhug my he^Amroes But I'm seeing shadows, where ^DmI go they ^Amgo M^Cirrored by the moment, pain^Emted back against the w^Amall Well, where's the loophole? W^Dmhere's the ex^Amit? My le^Dmgs are dragging on st^Amicky carpet ^CDrink it down in one hit, st^Emare along the skirting ^Amboard

H^Amumiliation H^Amumiliation, humiliation ^ATell me where to hide all this frustration ^GCause this is not the time or place H^Amumiliation

^AmCaught stark naked, an a^Dmwkward va^Amgrant It's cold, cold comfort, ^Dml'esprit d'^Amescalier I d^Con't know how to do it, I t^Emhink I'm not quite ri^Amght ^AmMirror, mirror in my head The val^Dmley of str^Amangers, I ca^Dmn't see thr^Amough it I d^Con't know how you do it, y^Emou do it every t^Amime

^AmHumiliation, humiliation ^ATell me where to hide all this frustration C^Gause this is not the time or place H^Amumiliation

T^Aell me where to hide all this frustration Ca^Guse this is not the time or place Th^Ais is not the time or p^Amlace