^C5 They're pickin' up pieces ^G5of me, While they're pickin' up pieces o^F5f you. In a bag you will be, before the day is ove^C5r. Were you looking for somewhere t^G5o be. Or looking for someone to^F5 do. Stupid me, to believe that I could trust in stupid y^E5ou. And on the back of m^F5y hand, Were^E5, directions I could und^F5erstand. ^E5 Now that old buzzard Johnny W^F5alker, ^E5 Has gone and ruined all ou^F5r plans. Our best-made plan^C5s.

Don't leave me he^G5re, to cast through t^A5ime, Without a m^E5ap, or road sign^C5. Don't leave me he^G5re, my guiding li^A5ght, 'Cause I^E5... I..^F5. wouldn't know where t^E5o begin. ^F5 I asked the Kings of Med^E5icine.

^C5 They're pickin' up pieces of^G5 me, While they're pickin' up pieces of^F5 you. Lying on ice you will be before the day is over.^C5 ^C5 It's a case in point b^G5aby, That you never thought it th^F5rough. Stupid me, that I could depend on stupid you.^E5 And on the tip of my^F5 tongue, Were^E5, words that always came ^F5out all wrong. ^E5 'Cause they were drowned in Southe^F5rn Comfort,^E5 Left to dry-out in the S^F5un, The noon-day S^C5un.

Don't leave me he^G5re, to cast through t^A5ime, Without a m^E5ap, or road sign^C5. Don't leave me he^G5re, my guiding li^A5ght, 'Cause I^E5... I..^F5. wouldn't know where t^E5o begin. ^F5 I asked the Kings of Med^E5icine. ^F5 But it seems that they've lost t^E5heir powers. ^F5 Now all I'm left with is t^E5he hour.

^C5 Don't leave me ^G5here, ^A5 ^E5 ^C5 Don't leave me^G5 here, oh no^A5-oh, ^E5 ^E5I wouldn't know where to begin.

Placebo - King of medicine