Apples

[Verse 1] Dm G Am Do you remember way back when, at my old flat Dm G Am We'd stay in bed all day having sex and smoking fags Dm G Am So much has happened since and I wish we could go back Dm G Am I do things differently, but I went off the tracks Chorus Dm G C F So cliché for me to say, I never meant to break your heart Dm G I'm to blame for all your pain C F I never could have played that part [Verse 2] Dm G I had to do it, baby Am We were both depressed Dm G Am Towards the end we were not even having sex Dm G Am I felt like I was only good for writing the cheques Dm G Am I like a drink but that does not make me a wreck Chorus Dm G Am So cliché for me to say, I never meant to break your heart Dm G I'm to blame for all your pain Am I never could have played that part Dm G C F So cliché for me to say, I never meant to break your heart Dm G I'm to blame for all your pain C F I never could have played that part [Verse 3] Dm G One year in you gave me, a set of keys C F Two years and you bended down on one knee Dm G Three years and we're living out in the country C F Four years and you've given me my beautiful babies Dm G But it was all too much for me Am Now I'm exactly where I didn't want to be Dm G I'm just like my mummy and daddy Outro Am I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree Dm G I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree C F I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree Dm G I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree C F I guess the apple doesn't fall too far from the tree Dm G I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree C F I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree Dm G I guess the apple doesn't fall far from the tree C F