Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Verse

First I thought we'd got it wrong,

and then I thought we'd got it made

But 'something' was unorganised,

that 'something' was just left to late

I'm torn and twisted from my life,

you picked me up and you put me down

That 'something' was unorganised,

Its not enough to be around

Chorus

what will you say to me

who you want me to be

who you want me to be

Verse

I look inside your empty head,

Its full of simple, cheap ideas

A set rule of how people should be,

to alter everyone's career

Is that how you get your kicks?

by using a failed strategy?

Well, your words mean emptiness,

and that is what you mean to me

Chorus

Solo

intro + one octave higher