Nobody Loves Us

A  E  G  D
Dm A  E


[Verse 1]
Bm           A
Nine times fined, never mind
G               D
Things can only improve
       Bm
We are just stood here
F#          G              E
Waiting for the next great wound


[Pre-Chorus]
       Bm         C#m          D       E
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
       Bm          C#m          D          E
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake


[Chorus]
A         E
All in all, imagine this:
G      D
Nobody loves us
F
Dab-hands at trouble
     A                          E
With four days of stubble, we are
                                A
Never loosen the grip on our hand
        E
Call us home
         G
Kiss our cheeks
       D
Nobody loves us
   F             A                  E
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves


[Verse 2]
Bm     A
People think all we do
   G              D
Is lie around and think of how
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Bm                 A
Rich we'd be if we didn't think
G             E
Life could improve


[Pre-Chorus]
       Bm         C#m          D       E
And we just can't wait to make more mistakes
       Bm          C#m          D          E
And to fluff our breaks, and to stuff our faces with cake


[Chorus]
A       E
Call us home
         G
Kiss our cheeks
       D
Nobody loves us
F
Dab-hands at trouble
     A                         E
With four days of stubble, we are
                                 A
So, never loosen the grip on our hand
        E
Call us home
         G
Make our tea
       D
Nobody loves us
   F             A                   E
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves


[Middle Eight]
F#m  D  C#m
F#m  D  C#m  E


[Chorus]
A       E
Call us home
          G
Tuck us in
       D
Nobody wants us
F
Dreamers and schemers
    A                           E
All pie-eyed, and bog-eyed, and cross-eyed
                                 A
Oh, never loosen the grip on our hand
          E
Whack us, then
       G
Hug us hard
       D
Nobody loves us
    F            A                    E
So we ... oh ... we tend to please ourselves


[Pre-Chorus]
       Bm         C#m             D        E
And we just can't stress, oh, how more the mess
       Bm         C#m       D         E             A
And complete distress won't make much difference to us


[Chorus]
A         E
Sing us our
              G
Favourite song
       D
Nobody loves us
F
Born-again atheists
A                     E
Practising troublemakers
A       E
Make us our
             G
Favourite jam
       D
Nobody loves us
F
Useless and shiftless
A
And jobless
              E
But we're all yours