Eb                       Bb
Sad as a story, my rainy day girl
Sat on her hands in a sugar-free world
Mimed in a million video games
Bad to the bone like the garbage she's made

Fm                Eb    
And the world is calling you
Fm                Eb
Like a stranger stalling for you
Fm                Eb
Like the pollen falling
            C# Ab Bb
Falling for you

Caught like a bug in a jar by the door
Sat like a specimen made to perform
She sits in her armchair and flutters and sighs
Bad to the bone like the garbage inside
She cries

Fm                Eb    
And the world is calling you
Fm                Eb
Like a stranger stalling for you
Fm                Eb
Like the pollen falling
            C# Ab Bb
Falling for you

Ab                Eb
And the world is calling
Like a stranger stalling
Like the pollen there falling
            C#  Ab Bb
Falling for you

Sad as a story, my rainy day girl
Sat on her hands in a saccharine world
And I'm just someone who remembers her name
Bad to the bone like the garbage she's made

And the world is calling you
Like a stranger stalling for you
Like the pollen falling
Falling for you

Round the kerbs they're crawling
Round the backstreets they're bawling
Down the escalators they're falling
Falling for you