G D C G The cold tonight seems more anxious to talk than G D C G He has seemed in nights before G D C G Skinless face and yellow heart he G D C G hesitates and I wait [Chorus] D C G All my stories are about the same things D C G I find so many beds for them D C G Em I find this package of tiny lamps Em D C G And it makes a firey ring [Verse 2] G D C G Right now is the reason I carry this jewel G D C G Everywhere round my neck G D C G I keep it close but still outside G D C G This is my explanation [Chorus] D C G All my stories are about the same things D C G I find so many beds for them D C G Em I find this package of tiny lamps Em D C G And it makes a firey ring D C G And it makes a firey ring [Verse 3] G D C G A box of love and sex and reflection G D C G Its got my face and hands G D C G The loneliness is yellow and old G D C G Watch the cold around my bed [Chorus] D C G All my stories are about the same things D C G I find so many beds for them D C G Em I find this package of tiny lamps Em D C G And it makes a firey ring D C G And it makes a firey ring D C G And it makes a firey ring