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