Irreverence

	  		
Intro: Am (x2) F (x2) C (x2) G (x2) Am (x2) F (x2) Dm (x2) G (x1) 

Am                 F            C                                G 
  These chords make her so happy, especially when he plays them that way 
Am                   F            C                    G 
  What she says makes him so happy, complimenting him all day 
               Am   F          C         G 
  Well I don't love you, but I love your songs 
               Am   F             C                         G 
  Well I don't love you, but your words make me feel like I belong 

Am               F 
  She begs him to keep playing these chords 
       C                         G 
  even though he and they may get a little tired 
Am                  F                                    C 
  And he employs her to keep saying that stuff because her hollow words are 
              G 
  keeping him inspired 
               Am   F          C         G 
  Well I don't love you, but I love your songs 
               Am   F               C 
  Well I don't love you, but you'll do as an 
       G 
  adequate muse 

Am               F                C 
  Well I love the opticians, 'cause it's not your fault if 
       G 
  your eyes are bad 
Am                   F       C 
  And they can't make you feel guilty, and they're 
                          G 
  hardly gonna blame your mum and dad 
Am      F               C                     G           
  The doctors and the dentists, can see how much you've indulged 
Am              F 
  By laughing at the condition you're in, they can 
  C                     G 
  tell what you've never divulged 
           Am               F                      
  And it's up to you to look after yourself, which is 
  C      G 
  so boring, ring, ring, bring me down 
               Am   F          C         G 
  Well I don't love you, but I love your songs 
               Am   F             C         
  Well I don't love you, but your words make me 
              G 
  feel like I belong.