Lifes A Beach

C
Cry me a river
Goddamn!
E7
Cry me a sea
            F
Flood this room with ocean water
         Fm
Fuck it, life’s a beach
         C
Turn my skin a pale blue
         E7
Rip the colour our my hair
         F
I see in grey

I see in grey
          Fm
I see in grey everywhere

[Verse]
Reading
C
Sylvia Plath and
E7
Murakami
F
Words ripped right out of my
Fm
Sixth form diary
         C
I cannot stand the hand that traces
        E7                          F    Fm
Mangled words across your floodlit faces

C  E7         F         Fm
Oh no, what a lovely surprise it was
C      E7       F        Fm
To see you last Saturday night
We had
C  E7      F     Fm
So much to talk about
            C
I’m so glad
E7       F       Fm
We could talk it out

[Chorus]
              F              Fm
But there’s a headache in my chest
          C
Could you cut it out?
          C7
Could you cut it out?
              F             Fm
And there’s a beating in my head
          C
Could you knock me out?
          C7
Could you knock me out?
          F        Fm
Could you please

[Verse]
Well
C
Trash the moped!
E7
Bring me a dial!
      Am
Maybe later we can start a goddamn
F
Garden Fire!
              C
This must not be who I am!
                 E7
There’s still so much to do!
           F
Everything happens so much!
         Fm
I see in grey
I see in grey
      C
I see blue

C  E7        F       Fm
Oh no what a poor mistake it was
C      E7         F         Fm
To get drunk on a day like today
        C
We had
   E7          F    Fm
So little to talk about
     C              E7
But such little room
             F       Fm
Between each others mouths

[Chorus]
              F               Fm
But there’s a headache in my chest
          C
Could you cut it out?
          C7
Could you cut it out?
              F             Fm
And there’s a beating in my head
          C
Could you knock me out?
          C7
Could you knock me out?
          F
Could you please?
Fm        C
Please!