Pet Shop Boys - Can you forgive her ?

^CmAnother night with ^Dopen eyes, Too ^Glate to sleep, too ^Fsoon to rise You're ^Cmshort of breath, is it a ^Dheart attack Hot and ^Gfeverish you ^Fface the fact You're in ^Cmlove, and it ^A#feels like shame, Because she's ^G#gone and made a fool of you in ^Gpublic again You're in ^Cmlove, and it ^A#feels like pain, Because you ^G#know there's too much truth in every^Gthing she claims

®: So ^G#ask your^A#self now: ^CmCan you for^D#give her ^G# If she ^A#wants you ^Gto ^{A# G#}Ask your^A#self: Can you ^Cmeven de^D#liver ^G# What she de^A#mands of ^Gyou

You ^Cmdrift into the ^Dstrangest dreams, Of ^Gyouthful follies and ^Fchanging teams Ad^Cmmit you're wrong, oh, ^Dno, not yet, Then you ^Gwake up and remember that you ^Fcan't forget She's made ^Cmyou some kind of ^A#laughing stock, Because you ^G#dance to disco, and you ^Gdon't like rock She'd make ^Cmfun of you, and ^A#even in bed, Said she was ^G#gonna go and get herself a ^Greal man instead

But that's ^Cmchildish, ^G#so ^Cmchildish! ^G#(That's childish, so childish!)

Rem^Cmember when you were more ^Deasily led, Behind the ^Gcricket pavillion and the ^Fbicycle shed ^CmTrembling as your ^Ddreams came true, You ^Glooked right into those blue ^Feyes and knew It was ^Cmlove, and now you ^A#can't pretend, You've for^G#gotten all the promises of ^Gthat first friend It's bad en^Cmough, she knows ^A#how you feel, But she's ^G#not prepared to share you with the ^Gmemory

But that's ^Cmchildish, ^G#so ^Cmchildish! ^G#(That's childish, so childish!)