Obsessions taby ukulele według Marina

Am                C
Sunday, wake up, give me a cigarette.
       G                             F                  Am
Last night's love affair is looking vulnerable in my bed
            C          G      F  
Silk sheet, blue dawn, Colgate, tongue warm

Em                              Am
Won't you quit your crying? I can't sleep
     Em
One minute I'm a little sweetheart
          G                           Am
And next minute you are an absolute creep

             C  
We've got obsessions
          G                               F                           Am
I want to wipe out all the sad ideas that come to me when I am holding you
             C
We've got obsessions
               G                          F
All you ever think about are sick ideas involving me, involving you

Am                 C
Supermarket, what packet of crackers to pick?
G                        F                                       Am
They're all the same, one brand, one name, but really they're not
                                  C
Look, look, just choose something quick
                                      G
People are staring, time to come quick in (?)
                                F
Cheeks are on fire; just choose something, something, something

Am             C
Pressure overwhelming 
                 G                          F
Next minute I am turning out of the door, facing one week without food
Am                C
A day, a day when things are pretty bad
G                               F                                        Em
Don't let it make you feel sad, the crackers were probably bad luck anyway

               Am               Em
Can't let your cold heart be free
             G                     Am
When you act like you've got an OCD

          C
We've got obsessions
          G                              F                          Am
I want to erase every nasty thought that bugs me every day of every week
          C
We've got obsessions
          G                                 F
You never tell me what it is that makes you strong and what it is that makes 
    Am
you weak.

C  G  F  Am  
C  G  F

Am                 C
Sunday, wake up, give me a cigarette
     G                              F
Last night's love affair is looking vulnerable again.