Written by The Watanabes
D E Bm A D If I punched myself every time I dreamt about us, well, then Id be dead. D E Bm A D G D A G A D G A Its funny you should mention that subject. Oh the thought of punching you instead. Get out of my head. D F#m G I dont know how many times Ive told you. Is it the sound of NO that you dont quite understand?? A Em I dont know... Well, actually, I think so. Bm A G Bm A G Oh its hard. Oh its quite hard. When youre on your own and it makes me sad when Im on my own. D Am7 G Em I cried myself to sleep last night. Cause you turned me down on my birthday night. D Am7 G All the boys were there and I watched them stare with glee. A Em A Oh it was a particularly bad time to be me. Not a very pleasant time, youll agree. F#m G A particularly bad time to be me. Instrumental: D F#m G A D Am7 G Em I cried myself to sleep last night: A bouncer turned me down at an oldies night. D Am7 G A forty minute queue. The passport wouldnt do. That was it as far as I was concerned... A Em Concerned with you. Oh now what can I do? A Em Why dont you come back home with me and lets make a minor mistake. A F#m G Its true what they say: A little bit of bad luck in your love life can educate. Bm A G Bm A G Oh its hard. Oh its quite hard. When youre on your own and it makes me sad when Im on my own. A Em A Oh it was a particularly bad time to be me. Not a very pleasant time, youll agree. F#m G A particularly bad time to be me.