Los Campesinos - Romance is boring

^ADarling, I'm with ^BmSt. Bern^F#mard's And we're s^Acouring the Alps and the An^Bmdes ^F#m And if they d^Aie then it is on my h^Bmead ^F#m They follow p^Aaw prints in the snow to my th^Bmrone, to my ^F#mbed

You're po^Auting in your sl^Bmeep, I'm wa^Dking still yaw^F#mning We're pr^Aoving to each o^Bmther that ro^Dmance is b^F#moring Su^Are there are th^Bmings I could ^Ddo if I was h^F#malf prepared to ^AProve to each ot^Bmher that ro^F#mmance is bo^Dring

^AStart as you mean to cont^F#minue; ^AComplacent a^F#mnd self-^Ainvolved ^AYou're trying not to be n^F#mervous ^AIf you were t^F#mrying at a^All ^AI will wake, I will b^Bmake phallic c^F#make Take your dif^Afidence, make it my c^Bmlubhous^F#me But my str^Aength's within lies, ventri^Bmcle cauter^F#mized It's the w^Aay of living that I ^Bmespous^F#me

You're po^Auting in your sl^Bmeep, I'm wa^Dking still yaw^F#mning We're pr^Aoving to each o^Bmther that ro^Dmance is b^F#moring Su^Are there are th^Bmings I could ^Ddo if I was h^F#malf prepared to ^AProve to each ot^Bmher that ro^F#mmance is bo^Dring

^AWe are two ships that pass in the n^F#might You and I, we are nothing a^Bmlike I am a pleasure cruise, you are gone o^Cut to trawl Return nets e^Dmpty, nothing at all

You're po^Auting in your sl^Bmeep, I'm wa^Dking still yaw^F#mning We're pr^Aoving to each o^Bmther that ro^Dmance is b^F#moring Su^Are there are th^Bmings I could ^Ddo if I was h^F#malf prepared to ^AProve to each ot^Bmher that ro^F#mmance is bo^Dring