F#  B7  F#  B7

[Verse 1]
F#                    B7
Oh, what's a devil to do
F#                           B7
 When those old delusions so tried and true
           Ab7               B7
Don't come through like they used to?

F#                      B7
Ugh, all my money's run out
F#                  B7
 I blew it all on a cumulus cloud
          Ab7                      B7
That dissipated so fast, seems the good times never last

[Chorus]
      F#7                        Ab7                      Bm
And I always fall flat on my back, like an upside-down cat
                 F#               Dbm
But is bad luck really such a crime?
                     Ab7                    Bm                                  F#
If you won't be my valentine, could you at least give me a little bit of sympathy?


[Verse 2]

F#  B7  F#  B7

(Um, uh, oh... just like... You know what, like, never mind... Um...)

F#                    B7
Oh, I made a silly mistake (what'd you do?)
F#             B7                Ab7
 I've given up more than I can take (uh oh!)
         B7
And left hollows in my wake

     F#              B7
My structure's compromised
(I'm safe, I'm whole, I've got it under control)

F#                       B7
 But you still batter at all my fault lines
(I'm safe, I'm whole, I've got it under control)
           Ab7                          B7
I can't run, I can't hide, but you can't say I didn't try
(And I will protect you even if you won't protect me too)

[Chorus]
F#7                    Ab7                   Bm
To retreat back into me like a catabolic seed
                 F#                    Dbm
I want to destroy everything that's mine
                     Ab7                   Bm                                   F#
If you won't be my valentine, could you at least give me a little bit of sympathy?

F# B7 F# B7 Ab7 B7

[Outro]
F#                  Ab7                  B7                   F#
I don't care if I'm losing myself in the garden of earthly delights
Dbm                Abm                      B           F#
 I could drop dead right where I stand, and I wouldn't mind
B7 Ab7 Dbm          F#
I          wouldn't mind