Fm                           Cm
You’re here with me for the moment
    Fm                  Cm
But I know you’re going back
           D#            C#
You have a brown leather suitcase
D#                     C#
You didn’t bother to unpack
Fm                           Cm
I’ve been tying my shoes together
    Fm                  Cm
Then I’ve been trying to walk away
D#                 C#
I was a junkie all summer
D#                  C#
But autumn’s here any day
C
Now

[Chorus]
C#                     A#m               Fm             Cm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment
C#                     A#m               Fm             Cm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great

[Verse 2]
Fm                           Cm
The stars are directing the future
             Fm                  Cm
What they’rе tuning into I can’t say
           D#            C#
But I want the universe to lovе me
D#                     C#
I’m writing songs every day
Fm                           Cm
There’s a girl singing into a hairbrush
             Fm                  Cm
There’s a mob boss in every man
           D#        C#
I wish I could sing "tralala"
           D#         C#
The way Paolo Conte can
C
Right

[Chorus]
C#                     A#m               Fm             Cm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losing for the moment
C#                     A#m               Fm             Cm
How much, how much it feels like, we are losers on the verge of something great