The Weakerthans - Plea from a cat named virtute

^AbWhy don't you ever wanna play? ^DbI'm tired of this piece of string ^EbYou sleep as much as I do now, and you ^Dbdon't eat much of ^Abanything

^AbI don't know who you're talking to ^DbI made a search through every room ^Ebbut all I found was dust that moved with^Db shadows of the ^Abafternoon

^AbAnd listen, about those ^Dbbitter songs you sing they're not ^Bbmhelping anything they won't ^Dbmake you ^Abstrong

^AbSo we should open up the house ^Dbinvite the tabby two doors down ^EbYou could ask your sister if ^Dbshe doesn't bring her ^Abbasset hound

^AbAsk the things you shouldn't miss ^Dbtape hiss and the modern man ^Ebcold war and card catalogues ^Dbto come join us if ^Abthey can

^AbFor girly drinks and parlor games ^Dbwe'll pass around the easy lie ^Ebof absolutely no regrets ^Dband later maybe ^Abyou could try

^AbTo let your losses dangle off ^Dbthe sharp edge of a century ^EbWe'll talk about the weather or ^Dbhow the weather ^Abuse to be

^AbAnd I'll cater, with all the ^Dbbirds that I can kill let their ^Bbmtiny feathers fill ^Dbdisappointment ^AbLie down, and lick the ^Dbsorrow from your skin Scratch the ^Bbmterror and begin to ^Dbbelieve you're ^Abstrong

^AbAll you ever ^Bbmwant to do is ^Cmdrink and watch ^DbTV ^Fmfrankly that thing ^Ebdoesn't really ^Dbinterest me ^AbI swear I'm ^Bbmgoing to bite you hard and ^Cmtaste your tinny ^Dbblood ^Fmif you don't stop the ^Ebself-defeating ^Dblies you've been repe^Cmating since the ^Dbday you brought me home I know you're ^Abstrong.