Bm           F#m          Em
We?re so loud in this house but we never ever speak up. 
       Am              Bm     Em     F#m
We are crowded in this house, yet so alone.  
    Bm             F#m           Em
Why don?t I give a clueof what I feel or what I want to,  
     Am                  Bm          Em
well  ?cause you have to admit -that simply wouldn?t fit. 
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Oh, we never drink cheap wine no more.We never lay down on the floor. 
               A                 G                F#                D
Oh, taste this kiss or just walk away; ?cause I?m donewith loveless days. 
      Bm              F#m          Em
We go out for little walks - long boring talkless walks,  
         Am                  Bm           Em               F#m
?cause we just cannot figure out that perfect thing to say. 
    Bm             F#                    Em
Oh, baby can?t you see, it?s growing all over the tapestry;  
Am           Bm      Em       F#m
 flowers and sprouts singing - get out