Memoir

Am the city lights are beckoning C the sirens softly call Am C F of the fantasist and fetishists are preparing the ball F C F C when you’ve been stuck here on the doorstep with nothing to forsake F E Am well you might as well be anyone’s to take Am so i give myself to strangers C like i gave myself to you Am C F but the tenderness are felt has been replaced by something new F C F C and in the orgy i can vaguely hear the outline of your call F E Am well i might as well be anyone’s at all Am every memory is sailing C to the kingdom of your soul Am C F as you patiently await and lose all sense of self control F C you were the lighthouse to my broken boat F C but i’ve left you behind F E Am now i might as well be anyone’s to find C Fm take my body C Fm take it from me C Fm it is not worthy C Fm of your memory Am i remember you undressing C as i sat myself on fire Am C F and the funeral was quick as i lay lifeless on your pyre F C well it’s a kind of desperation F C and it’s just something you can’t fake F E Am oh i might as well be anyone’s to take Am so i give myself to strangers C like i gave myself to you Am C F but the unity i felt has been replaced by something new F C now i Am helen and i Am mary jane F C i Am robert and i Am paul F E Am oh i might as well be anyone’s at all F E Am yes i might as well be anyone at all