Tom: Eb

Eb                                          E           Eb
My cup is cold, my paper's old, my heart is sold to Melancholia,
Eb                                                  E           Eb
My clothes are torn, my shoes are worn, my heart is born to Melancholia.
Eb                                           E              Eb
A strange surprise, what I despised in other guys is here in me,
Eb                                                         E             Eb
They lose their girl, they lose their world, and then they cry for all to see
G          D       A        G     D        A
I've never felt so bad, the fires drive me mad.
Eb                                              E               Eb
The sheets are grey, but since the day she went away, I lost all power.
Eb                                                E                 E
The dust is thick, the dog is sick, the kids have picked most of the flowers.
    Am     D                    E       Am     D                    E
The sun is shining, but not for me. The sun is shining, but not for me.
G          D       A        G     D        A
I've never felt so bad, the fires drive me mad.
Eb                                              E               Eb
The sheets are grey, but since the day she went away, I lost all power.
Eb                                                E                 Eb
The dust is thick, the dog is sick, the kids have picked most of the flowers.