B F# I was never any good at loving you B I was never any good at coming through for you E You're going to feel much better Em When you cut me loose forever B I was never any good G# I was never any good C# F# Never any good at loving you
I was dying when we met, I bet my life on you But you called me and I folded like you knew I'd do You called my ace, my king, my bluff Okay, you win, enough's enough I was never any good Never any good I was never any good at loving you
D# I was pretty good at taking out the garbage G#m Pretty good at holding up the wall D# Dealing with the fire and the earthquake E Fdim But that don't count, that don't count B/f# G# That don't count, that don't count C# F# That don't count for nothing much at all
I was never any good at loving you I was just some kind of tourist in your bed looking at the view But I can't forget where my lips have been Those holy hills, that deep ravine I was never any good I was never any good Never any good at loving you
I was pretty good at taking out the garbage I was pretty good at holding up the wall I'm sorry for my crimes against the moonlight I didn't think, I didn't think I didn't think, I didn't think I just didn't think the moon would mind at all
I was never any good at loving you At doing what a woman really wants a man to do You're going to feel much better When you cut me loose forever I was never any good Never any good I was never any good at loving you
Guitarist friendly version Capo 2nd fret
Chords:
D#dim: xx1212 A/e: xx2220 or 002220
Intro: A
A E I was never any good at loving you A I was never any good at coming through for you D You're going to feel much better Dm When you cut me loose forever A I was never any good F# I was never any good B E Never any good at loving you
I was dying when we met, I bet my life on you But you called me and I folded like you knew I'd do You called my ace, my king, my bluff Okay, you win, enough's enough I was never any good Never any good I was never any good at loving you
C# I was pretty good at taking out the garbage F#m Pretty good at holding up the wall C# Dealing with the fire and the earthquake D D#dim But that don't count, that don't count A/e F# That don't count, that don't count B E That don't count for nothing much at all
I was never any good at loving you I was just some kind of tourist in your bed looking at the view But I can't forget where my lips have been Those holy hills, that deep ravine I was never any good I was never any good Never any good at loving you
I was pretty good at taking out the garbage I was pretty good at holding up the wall I'm sorry for my crimes against the moonlight I didn't think, I didn't think I didn't think, I didn't think I just didn't think the moon would mind at all
I was never any good at loving you At doing what a woman really wants a man to do You're going to feel much better When you cut me loose forever I was never any good Never any good I was never any good at loving you