Bm:  224432
F#m: 244222
Em:  022000
G:   320003

[Verse 1]
          D              
I found a home away from home
           Bm
As I broke up in Amarante
       F#m            
In the Campo do Carvalhal
       Em         
Centre circle everyday
   D        
Erratic kamikaze
     Bm         
I co-piloted the swift
           F#m              
Dreamt I'm anchoring that midfield
         Em          
Like the anchor in my midriff
   D                
I drifted through a month alone
           Bm
As I broke up in Amarante
         F#m              
Nursed a two beer buzz four whole weeks
                Em              
'Cause it's the only way to feel sane
      D                     
The newspaper front on the counter top
       Bm
Emblazoned spot kick miss
   F#m                        
I couldn't even hum in your mother tongue
       Em
Just a thumbs down raspberry kiss
   
[Chorus]
           D                  
(It seems unfair)
        Bm
To be a rotten horn of plenty
            G
(It seems unfair)
        Em          G
To be cadaver for a curse
            D
(It seems unfair)
         Bm
To be an overflow for empty
            G
(It seems unfair)
            Em       G         D
To try your best but feel the worst

[Verse 2]
            D
I threw an empty bottle from way up
   Bm
In thudded into the maw
         F#m
Truth be told I spent the afternoon
      Em
And I threw fifteen more
    D
I'm woken by a honking horn
    Bm
Hungover, spread-eagle
         F#m
Strength between the clicking crickets' knees
          Em
Enough to crush my skull

[Chorus]
           D                  
(It seems unfair)
        Bm
To be a rotten horn of plenty
            G
(It seems unfair)
        Em    G
To be cadaver for a curse
            D
(It seems unfair)
         Bm
To be an overflow for empty
            G
(It seems unfair)
            Em       G         D
To try your best but feel the worst

[Instrumental]

D  Bm  F#m  Em 
D  Bm  F#m  Em 

[Bridge]

D           Bm
You really can't complain
G           Em
It's just a holiday
D          Bm
You fill a wall chart out
G        Em
Thirty-one days away

D Bm F#m Em
D Bm F#m Em

[Chorus]
         D
It seems unfair
        Bm
To be a rotten horn of plenty
      G
Seems unfair, To be...
Em                              G
(Nah, I'm gonna need you to help me out here)
          D
(It seems unfair)
D
To be an overflow for empty
D
(It seems unfair)
D
To try your best but feel the worst
             D
(It seems unfair)
         Bm             G              Em
It seems unfair to be a rotten horn of plenty
            D
(It seems unfair)
         Bm             G      Em
It seems unfair to be cadaver for a curse
            D
(It seems unfair)
         Bm              G            Em
It seems unfair to be an overflow for empty
           D
(It seems unfair)
          Bm                G         Em      D
It seems unfair to try your best but feel the worst