Memoirs

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The city lights are beckoning, the sirens softly call
Am                                           C                     F
Of the fantasist and fetishists are preparing for the ball
Am      C                  Am
When you've been stuck here on the doorstep with nothing to
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forsake
Am                                   Em                F
Well you might as well be anyone's to take

Am      C
So i give myself to strangers like i gave myself to you
Am      C      F
But the tenderness I felt has been replaced by something new
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And in the orgy I can vaguely hear the outline of your call
Am      Em             F
Well I might as well be anyone's at all

Am      C
Every memory is sailing to the kingdom of your soul
Am            C        F
As you patiently await and lose all sense of self control
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You were the lighthouse to my broken boat
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But I've left you behind
Am                               Em             F
Now I might as well be anyone's to find
Am                     C
Take my body take it from me
Am                     C
It is not worthy of your memory


I remember you undressing as I set myself on fire
And the funeral was quick as I lay lifeless on your pyre
Well it's a kind of desperation
And it's just something you can't fake
Oh I might as well be anyone's to take

So I give myself to strangers like I gave myself to you
But the unity I felt has been replaced by something new
Now I am Helen and I am Mary Jane
I am Robert and I am Paul
Oh I might as well be anyone's at all
Yes I might as well be anyone at all