A Em A Em A Em G D 2x

    A    Em         A  Em             G             D           A Em A Em
Oh, Susan, you were clued in you knew just how this thing would go
   A    Em           A    Em           G          D    A    
A prognosis that was hopeless from the very first domino
A Bm     G       D
I guess I see it all in hindsight

I tried to keep perspective despite

The flash of the fuse, the smell of cordite

chorus:
A               F#m
Now I'm in that place again
      D                        A
And I know he can't come in to get me
        C#                    F#m
And someday he will live to regret me
E            D
Susan, I can see it now


A Em A Em A Em G D

      A  Em         A  Em          G         D     A Em A Em
Oh, Suzie | --they get to me they can really be wearying 
        A  Em            A Em        G         D     A
But he threw me rope and buoy let me use his decoder ring
A     Bm        G         D          A
There must have been some kind of parade

We kissed for a while to see how it played

And pulled the pin on another grenade

[chorus]


A Em A Em A Em G D 2x

    A Em       A       Em          G      D           A Em A Em
Oh, Susan, the hope of fusion is that the halo will reappear
   A    Em     A    Em           G          D         A
It may be pure illusion but it's beautiful while it's here
  Bm        G      D            A
I had some trouble with the goodbye

I checked my Roman candle supply

and watched the vapor trail in the sky

chorus:
A                    F#m
But I'm in that place again
        D                                 A
And I know he can't come in to get me
       C#                   F#m
And someday he will live to regret me
E              D
Susan, I can see it now
F#m E                 D
       Susan, I can see it now 
F#m E                 D       G D A
       Susan, I can see it now