C          F          E
My mother says I'm great

C       F              E
And it always makes me sad

C        F                E
I don't think she's being nice

C        F                  E 
I really think she believes that

C         F        G               F
So now I bend my days around the people

                G
All the people obey, whoa



C           Bb                             
So sad it's nothing 

F             G                C    F  G (one stroke)
Happiness depends on who you blame




C        F           E 
I gather things can change

C               F             E
So maybe she's asleep in her grave

C            F        E  
She gave her body to science

C           F                 G
So I'm not sure what's in her place

      F              G 
Maybe roses or Tanqueray, whoa




C           Bb                             
So sad it's nothing 

F             G                C      F   E
Happiness depends on who you blame


Solo:

A 



C            F        E 
I know the dead still listen

    C                F        E 
She sings a part of every refrain

C         F             G 
Under the weight of the living

           F        
Pointing a finger

                G
With no eyes to aim, whoa




C           Bb
So sad it's nothing

     F          G
It's absolutely nothing

C           Bb
So sad it's nothing

     F          G
It's absolutely nothing

C           Bb
So sad it's nothing