A                 D        A
If I could just spill my mind...

With or without
             D        A
I’m waving myself goodbye

         E
You’re swimming round, you can’t get out

The sides have upped to London now
        D
Like everyone that you know

You’re treading on, the last to go...

 A
Stuck on the words
            D        A
“I need to sort my life out”
                        D        A
And I hate that I’ve tamed my kindness

How fickle the mind is, ooo
              D   A
I’m feeling lady-like

     E
I’ve had enough of all the yups

Going on about their stuff
         D
They’re all in love, at restaurants

Aubergine and apricot…

       A
But sometimes I’m maybe
                    D            A
Afraid that there’s no feeling like it
                      D       A
Afraid that there’s nothing else
                D          A
And maybe I’m wrong after all…

 E
I’ll peddle on to forty-one

The Hambledon’s my Avalon
    D
Cardigans, the Guardian
                            A
I wasn’t born a partisan...

      F#m      E      D
The cousin in me of someone
      F#m        E          D
The moment your mum was my mum
    Bm          A         D             E
Lowswimmer, lowswimmer, lowswimmer, lowswimmer
   Bm                   A
You’re feeling those feelings
      D    E     Bm         A
Goddammit let me feel some more