Little Joy - With strangers

I bet you're wondering how i ^Dmknew That ^Gthis would come to an ^Amend He stole your ^Dmheart from you So you ^Etossed me out to t^Amhe wind

I keep pretending not to ^Dmcare Oh the w^Ginter scent in her^Am hair Compels my ^Dmhands to do The t^Ehings my heart woul^Amdn't dare

I'll keep holding^Dm on to you ^Am See no u^Ese perfecting ^Amlives with strangers ^Dm If only y^Amou, if only n^Eow

And in the twilight of this ^Dmhour When f^Gools are mistaken for ^Ammen This shadow ^Dmsuits me well My ^Eregrets are faced in t^Amhe end

I'll keep holding^Dm on to you ^Am See no u^Ese perfecting ^Amlives with strangers ^Dm If only y^Amou, if only n^Eow