C Em F G C Em F GC Em F G I came home tonight, felt like I'd died of lonelinessC Em F G Strange you think, popu-lar-ityF C Bb F Looking for a simple life, but life ain't simple F C Bb NO CHORDS I'm tired and sick but I, Don't wanna be aloneC Em F G I go to a party, But I don't really want toC Em F G For now I'm sitting out here on my porchF C Bb F Writing in the dark air, listening to F C Bb *Let Ring* My little black cat MiaowC Em F G Trying to vent some of the terrible passionC Em F G That's coursing through meC Em F G Somethin' about you somethin' about spending the afternoonC Em F G Asleep in your armsC Em F G C Em F G C I hate you fucker
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