The Sundays - Love

Pi^Gcture myself as a thin white child Ba^Gck to the day I was born on They slapped me into line as it ^Fmaj7crossed my mind I've felt b^Ametter I've felt ^Cmaj7worse T^Ghis is my life and it's all very well but never never never again ohhh As they ^Fmaj7say "we've been ro^Ambbed And don't you know tha^Cmaj7t this ti^Gme ^{Cadd9 G/B Am}

L^Gove, love, l^Cmaj7ove just l^Fmaj7ove yourself like ^Amno one else L^Gove, it's en^Cmaj7ough They can ^Fsay what they like but they s^Ctill can't take that

Di^Gstance myself from the things I'd like but Everyone has something I need don't let me wake up & ^Fmaj7find All those o^Amthers leaving me ^Cmaj7behind I^Gf you don't have a clue about life

neither have^Fmaj7 I Although^Am I'm not going to shrug my shoulders & suck my thumb This t^Gime ^Cmaj7 'caus^G/Be there's something^Am I des^Gerve ^{Cadd9 G/B Am}

L^Gove, love, l^Cmaj7ove just l^Fmaj7ove yourself like ^Amno one else L^Gove, it's en^Cmaj7ough They can ^Fsay what they like but they s^Ctill can't take that

Pi^Gcture my house in a postcard town Pi^Gcture a bomb in the sky History at the door who could a^Fsk for more? I've felt b^Ametter ^C I've felt b^Ametter ^Cadd9So kill me with

L^Gove, love, l^Cmaj7ove Just l^Fmaj7ove yourself like ^Amno one else L^Gove, it's en^Cmaj7ough They can ^Fsay what they like but they s^Ctill can't your love L^Gove, love, l^Cmaj7ove Just l^Fmaj7ove yourself like ^Amnobody else T^Gime's so scarce ^Cmajwhere I come from Let them ^Fsay what they like 'cause they ^Cstill can't take your ^Glove