| Em B | Em | F# | B |Em B Em Sick, tired and homelessF# B with no one here to sing forEm B Em tired of being weightlessF# B Em for all these looking good boysC D G Em You can always say my attic has its charmC D G Em You can always say you did no major harm You can always say that summer had its charm and that you did no major harm oh, spare me if you pleaseEm B Em Sick, tired and sleeplessF# B with no one else to shine forEm B Em sick of all my distressF# B Em but I won't show I'm still poor Symptoms are so deep something here's so wrong nothing is complete nowhere to belong aymptoms are so deep I think I'd better stay here on my own so spare me if you please
Sick And Tired
The Cardigans
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