Bb What a fool I was Fm to be open after hours Bb You surely don't need Fm Sugar at this time Bb Any old excuse Fm Bb What could you have that's so sour? Fm Bb What bitterness are you hoping to hide? (Bb) F Cm For the best part of a year D# You've pestered me Bb F There's nothing I crave more Cm D# not to have you darken my door again. (Bb Fm D# leads back to next verse)