Intro:
Am F Am E
Am G C G#
Am F Am E
Outside the cafe by the cracker factory
Am G C G#
You were practicing a magic trick
Am F Am E
And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed
Am G C G#
On the last of your pick and mix
Am F
Said you’re mistaken if you're thinking that I haven't been caught
Am E
cold before
Am G C G#
As you bit into your strawberry lace
Am F Am E
And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper
Am G C G#
Is all you had left and it was going to waste
Am
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
And twisted and deranged
And I love that little game you had called
Crying lightning
And how you like to aggravate the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons
Am (Strum Once)
Am F
The next time that I caught my own reflection
Am E
It was on it's way to meet you
Am G C G#
Thinking of excuses to postpone
Am F
You never look like yourself from the side
Am E
But your profile could not hide
Am G C G#
The fact you knew I was approaching your throne
Am F Am
With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache
E Am G C G#
Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war
Am F Am E
And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction
Am G C G#
There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw
F Dm
And your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
Am F
And I hate that little game you had called
Dm
Crying lightning
Am F
And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons
Dm
Uninviting
Am
But not half as impossible as everyone assumes
F Dm
You are crying lightning
Am
Am Dm
Oh you were reading a book about some idiot
F E
And telling me about another
Am Dm
I was so severely underwhelmed
F E
I thought I might never recover
Am
Straighten the rudder girl
Dm
And sail me up stairs
F
And go and find somebody
E
Who cares
Am Dm
Well we might not be the perfect partners
F E
But tonight we make a pair
Am Am
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
Am F
And I hate that little game you had called
Dm Am
Crying lightning
Am F
Crying lightning
Dm Am
Crying lightning
Am
Crying lightning
F Dm
Your past-times, consisted of the strange
Am
And twisted and deranged
Am F
And I hate that little game you had called
Dm
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