Who - Melancholia

^EbMy cup is cold, my paper's old, my heart is ^Esold to Mela^Ebncholia, ^EbMy clothes are torn, my shoes are worn, my heart is ^Eborn to Mela^Ebncholia. ^EbA strange surprise, what I despised in other ^Eguys is here in^Eb me, ^EbThey lose their girl, they lose their world, and then they ^Ecry for all to^Eb see ^GI've never ^Dfelt so ^Abad, the ^Gfires ^Ddrive me ^Amad. ^EbThe sheets are grey, but since the day she went ^Eaway, I lost all^Eb power. ^EbThe dust is thick, the dog is sick, the kids have ^Epicked most of the^E flowers. The ^Amsun is ^Dshining, but not for ^Eme. The ^Amsun is ^Dshining, but not for ^Eme. ^GI've never ^Dfelt so ^Abad, the ^Gfires ^Ddrive me ^Amad. ^EbThe sheets are grey, but since the day she went ^Eaway, I lost all^Eb power. ^EbThe dust is thick, the dog is sick, the kids have ^Epicked most of the^Eb flowers.