Morcheeba - Recipe for disaster

^AmWanna know why there's a dead guy in my dining room Hit a dead end with my best friend, met his end too soon ^AmCold blooded killer in the mirror, I don't recognize Cold and convicted, TV depicted, right before your eyes

But it^Dm's ov^Cer, I'm tel^Emling you n^Amow ^DmOh no^C, no m^Emore

^DmOh, I never felt my h^Ceart beat fa^Amster ^DmOh, it's a recip^Ce for disast^Amer

^DmOh, I never felt my h^Ceart beat fa^Amster ^DmOh, it's a recip^Ce for disast^Amer

^AmEarly evening, wine was breathing, things were going well I took a good look at the cookbook, found the perfect spell ^AmMy preparation, anticipation, but suffered in suspense Intoxicated, he turns out wasted, and I took offense

But it^Dm's ov^Cer, I'm tel^Emling you n^Amow ^DmOh no^C, no m^Emore

^DmOh, I never felt my h^Ceart beat fa^Amster ^DmOh, it's a recipe for^C disaster ^Am

^DmOh, I never felt my h^Ceart beat fa^Amster ^DmOh, it's a recipe for^C disaster ^Am