Dm Am Gm
He was not the boy you thought him
Bb F C
Now you are dy-ing of boredom
Bb F Am Gm
All in an afternoon I throw, my temper round the room .
Dm Am Gm
She was not the girl I thought her
Bb F C
She could drive a man to murder
Bb Am Gm
All in an afternoon I throw, my temper round the room .
Am
My temper round the room ,
Gm
My temper round the room , Whoo .
Dm Am Gm
Now I can't see the sky at all
Bb F C
I'm lying here, I should be standing tall
Bb
But oh you looked straight through
Am Gm
And through till, I don't know what to do
Dm Am Gm
And the way you're keeping silent
Bb F C
Makes me think I should be more quiet
Bb Am Gm
All in an afternoon I throw my , temper round the room
Am
My temper round the room
Gm
My temper round the room
F
And as the evening falls
And you find a moments pause
Gm
What a silly boy you have been
C
As if she could care
Gm
She was never even here
C
She just wanted you to disapear
Am
And threw your temper round the room
Gm
Throw my temper round the room
Am
My temper round the room .
Dm Am Gm
She was not the girl I thought her
Bb F C
She could drive this man to murder
Bb F
All in an afternoon I throw my
Am Gm
My temper round the room
Am
My temper round the room
All in an afternoon .
Best that I can Do .. With help from Bucket .......
