D C G C C [Verse 1] G Em G Bm Em G I think we need more post-coital and less post-rock C G C G C Feels like the build-up takes forever, but you never get me off G You pull your dress over your face G A And I stare down towards my chest A G Chastise both our greasy hair, wonder whose gut is the softest A Stand with my ear to the door, listening to the landing floorboards Working out when we'll be safe Em A D G To dash from mattress to your bathroom Bm G Where I ball my fingers into fists C G Until my knuckles glow bright white Em Press the heels into eye-sockets 'til I see the flashing lights G Stop me when my stories change C When they have started to repeat G A Em D 'Cause last time I was a mess of sleep, of icy feet [Chorus] C Em G C G So baby, all apologies C Bm Em Gm D G It was going to happen, inevitably, oh Bm G C G A Bm Gm Em A G D C G [Verse 2] Em E Em G I think we need more post-coital and less post-rock C G C G Feels like the build-up takes forever, but you never touch my cock Em G Em G And what exactly do you mean now by, "What can you even eat?" C G C G And how does that affect how I'll get off this evening? [Verse 3] G I flew down south to Mexico, had a minor realisation A I understood why kids draw the sun with its rays emanating G And the beams broke the clouds, the sky looked like a concertina A Am I'd sat on in my pocket for weeks, folded up from a picture G I've been playing Straight Chicken with gay girls, it's never enough C G She keeps on pulling the peace sign and it seems like a taunt A Gm She licked a glaze on her lips, they shone like Battleship Grey Em She never liked the wisdom I gave G A "Some people give themselves to religion Em Gm G Some people give themselves to a cause C G Some people give themselves to a lover A D I have to give myself to goals" [Chorus] C Em G C G So baby, all apologies C Bm Em Gm D G It was going to happen, inevitably, oh C Em C G And if it helps, I mean, even slightly at all C G Em D It's best to dust yourself down and get straight back on the horse [Verse 4] G D G C I condescend a smile and wink directly at the camera G D B Em I leave you led in both our scents as I tiptoe out the backdoor G D G C I skid down icy streets and view my face in the reflection G D Em C Of a High Street lingerie store though it wasn't my intention I phone my friends and family to gather 'round the television A5 D The talking heads count down G E D The most heart-wrenching breakups of all time G D Imagine the great sense of waste E5 D The indignity, the embarrassment E When not a single one of that whole century was mine