C      Dm     Bb          F             C           Bb
Arnika might take out the throes that I threw in my head
C      Dm    Bb    F             C               Bb
Bruno, your wife shakes her bedclothes as she makes up the bed
C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb  
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of waiting for someone
C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb  
I’m tired of prices; I’m tired of waiting for something

C             Dm               Bb       F          F/E         Eb(?)      G
Oo- ah’s

C             Dm       Bb                     F                        C                         Bb
I have a right to know what’s in store; to know what should be said
C             Dm       Bb                     F                        C                Bb
Could I have it all, could I have you for a night in the warmth of your bed?

C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of waiting for someone
C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb  
I’m tired of prices; I’m tired of waiting for something

C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb  
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of life,
C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb  
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of life, – (I’m going….)
C             Dm        Bb        F           C      Bb  
I’m tired of life; I’m tired of life,

F                  Bb  Ab     Db     Cm           Bbm          Am
Oh be patient with me; for the night weighs on my chest with a terrible storm
F                  Bb  Ab     Db     Cm           Bbm          Am
Though we may disagree on how things should be done on how crisis is born
F                 Bb     Ab     Db     Cm        Bbm                   Am
Don’t consider it done, wait until Leviathan lovingly creeps in your sill 
            Gm                                          Dm                               Bb
For he waits in the dark, brooding magically; mustering paperback feelings
F          Bb          Ab       Db          Cm      Bbm           Am
No I’m not afraid of death or strife or injury, accidents, they are my friends…