Dm            Am            Gm

He was not the boy you thought him 
    Bb          F        C
Now you are dy-ing of boredom
           Bb            F      Am               Gm
All in an afternoon I throw, my temper round the room .

 Dm             Am             Gm  
She was not the girl I thought her
Bb           F             C
She could drive a man to murder
           Bb            Am             Gm
All in an afternoon I throw, my temper round the room .
           Am
My temper round the room ,
           Gm
My temper round the room , Whoo .
Dm         Am              Gm
Now I can't see the sky at all
         Bb           F              C
I'm lying here, I should be standing tall
              Bb 
But oh you looked straight through
           Am                    Gm
And through till, I don't know what to do
Dm          Am              Gm
And the way you're keeping silent
     Bb          F                  C
Makes me think I should be more quiet
         Bb             Am              Gm
All in an afternoon I throw my , temper round the room
          Am
My temper round the room
          Gm
My temper round the room
             F
And as the evening falls
               
And you find a moments pause
                Gm
What a silly boy you have been
             C
As if she could care 
          Gm
She was never even here
                C
She just wanted you to disapear
                      Am
And threw  your temper round the room
          Gm
Throw my temper round the room
           Am
My temper round the room .
Dm             Am             Gm
She was not the girl I thought her
 Bb         F               C
She could drive this man to murder
          Bb          F        
All in an afternoon I throw my
    Am               Gm
My temper round the room
            Am
My temper round the room

All in an afternoon .


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