C Dm Bb F C Bb
Arnika might take out the throes that I threw in my head
C Dm Bb F C Bb
Bruno, your wife shakes her bedclothes as she makes up the bed
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of waiting for someone
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of prices; I’m tired of waiting for something
C Dm Bb F F/E Eb(?) G
Oo- ah’s
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I have a right to know what’s in store; to know what should be said
C Dm Bb F C Bb
Could I have it all, could I have you for a night in the warmth of your bed?
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of waiting for someone
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of prices; I’m tired of waiting for something
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of life,
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of life, – (I’m going….)
C Dm Bb F C Bb
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of life,
F Bb Ab Db Cm Bbm Am
Oh be patient with me; for the night weighs on my chest with a terrible storm
F Bb Ab Db Cm Bbm Am
Though we may disagree on how things should be done on how crisis is born
F Bb Ab Db Cm Bbm Am
Don’t consider it done, wait until Leviathan lovingly creeps in your sill
Gm Dm Bb
For he waits in the dark, brooding magically; mustering paperback feelings
F Bb Ab Db Cm Bbm Am
No I’m not afraid of death or strife or injury, accidents, they are my friends…
