Neil Hannon - Perfection as a hipster

They'd never ^Gmet, the ^Csinger and the ^Gswinger^G She wa^Emlked in, they ^Dwalked around each other F^Cighting for the mirror and s^Gmiling ^G

She was a^Emwkwar^Emd I was to^Dngue t^Died She was ^Cgoofy ^C

And she asp^Gired to per^Cfection as a ^Ghipster ^G And she ^Emasked me, ("How^D should I wear my^G problem hair My ^Cdirty, no good p^Groblem hai^Gr?")

She ^Emasked m^Eme I ^Dblew it ^D I ^Bknew it ^B

^CI always ^Dwonder how things ^Gcould've been (I wouldn't waste time ^Bdreaming about me) ^CSpend every ^Dsecond day just ^GDreaming how the first ^Bone ought to be ^CMy dream was ^Amrealised but ^EmI ^Dwas ^Csleepin^Cg I was ^Cmsleepin^Cmg

I caught the ^Ggirl, her ^Ceyelids started to ^Gflutte^Gr And in my ^Emarms She ^Dpassed out cold, are ^Gyou okay? Just ^Clie still, you'll feel ^Gbetter

(What^G happened? I want to go home) Feel ^Embetter ^Em(Where am I, what have I got on?) Feel ^Dbetter ^D(You say that but how do you know?) Feel ^Bbetter ^B(Who are you, what do you want?)

^CI always ^Dwonder how things ^Gcould've been (I wouldn't waste time ^Bdreaming about me) ^CSpend every ^Dsecond day just ^GDreaming how the first ^Bone ought to be ^CMy dream was ^Amrealised but ^EmI ^Dwas ^Csleepi^Cng I was ^Amsleep^Aming I was ^Csleep^Cing I was ^Amsleep^Aming