Verse Gm Dm
You’re here with me for the moment
Gm Dm
But I know you’re going back
F D#
You have a brown leather suitcase
F D#
You didn’t bother to unpack
Gm Dm
I’ve been tying my shoes together
Gm Dm
Then I’ve been trying to walk away
F D#
I was a junkie all summer
F D#
But autumn’s here any day
D
Now
[Chorus]
D# Cm Gm Dm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment
D# Cm Gm Dm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great
[Verse 2]
Gm Dm
The stars are directing the future
Gm Dm
What they’rе tuning into I can’t say
F D#
But I want the universe to lovе me
F D#
I’m writing songs every day
Gm Dm
There’s a girl singing into a hairbrush
Gm Dm
There’s a mob boss in every man
F D#
I wish I could sing "tralala"
F D#
The way Paolo Conte can
D
Right
[Chorus]
D# Cm Gm Dm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment
D# Cm Gm Dm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great