The Clientele - Since k got over me

Ju^B7liet,i get on my k^F#mnees Sp^B7eaking in tongues of washed out sun And p^F#merfect clarity W^Eell i get so delerious I^B think myself will s^F#mplit S^Etanding on the sid^Aewalk some^F#mtimes it's as i^Bf

^F#mI don't think i'll be h^Eappy an^Byway ^F#mJust scratching o^Aut my n^Eame ^F#mAnd everything's so lu^Ecid and so cre^Bepy Since K got ove^F#mr me Since ^AK got over ^Bme