Intro: Am F Am E Am G C E Am F Am E Outside the cafe by the cracker factory Am G C E You were practicing a magic trick Am F Am E And my thoughts got rude, as you talked and chewed Am G C E On the last of your pick and mix Am F Said you’re mistaken if youʼre thinking that I havenʼt been caught Am E cold before Am G C E As you bit into your strawberry lace Am F Am E And then a flip in your attention in the form of a gobstopper Am G C E Is all you had left and it was going to waste Am F Am Your past-times, consisted of the strange E And twisted and deranged Am G C E And I love that little game you had called crying lightning Am F Am E And how you like to aggravate Am G C E the ice-cream man on rainy afternoons Am Am F The next time that I caught my own reflection Am E It was on itʼs way to meet you Am G C E Thinking of excuses to postpone Am F You never look like yourself from the side Am E But your profile could not hide Am G C E The fact you knew I was approaching your throne Am F Am With folded arms you occupied the bench like toothache E Am G C E Stood and puffed your chest out like you never lost a war Am F Am E And though I tried so not to suffer the indignity of a reaction Am G C E There was no cracks to grasp or gaps to claw F Dm And your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged Am F And I hate that little game you had called Dm Crying lightning Am F And how you like to aggravate the icky man on rainy afternoons Dm Uninviting Am But not half as impossible as everyone assumes F Dm You are crying lightning Am Am Dm Oh you were reading a book about some idiot F E And telling me about another Am Dm I was so severely underwhelmed F E I thought I might never recover Am Straighten the rudder girl Dm And sail me up stairs F And go and find somebody E Who cares Am Dm Well we might not be the perfect partners F E But tonight we make a pair Am Am Your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged Am F And I hate that little game you had called Dm Am Crying lightning Am F Crying lightning Dm Am Crying lightning Am Crying lightning F Dm Your past-times, consisted of the strange Am And twisted and deranged Am F And I hate that little game you had called Dm Cryi---ng
