1 2 3 4and 1 2 3 4and 
G | G | G | G C | G | G | G | G C |
And he just picks the chords lightly, and plays harmonica on top of it. 
GC Well the pills I got they ask me lets go out for a while
GC And the knives up in the kitchen are all too dull to smile
G Yeah and the sun it tries to warn me
C Boy those wings are made of wax
CG While the things I do to kill me
D They just tell me to relax
 
G But oh... cinderella
C All dressed up in all your boots and all your charms
G I’m not the fellow
D To protect you or to keep you from all your harm
GCG And I don’t know which is worse
C To wake up and see the sun
D Or to be the one be the one
GCG Be the one that’s gone
 
CG
(he kind of starts strumming here, but still light) 
GCG And the empty bottle it misses you
GCG Yeah and I’m the one that it’s talking to
GCG And with you and I just barely strangers
D I’m pretty much just left the fool
G Damn... don’t the streets look empty though
C Just wandering round here without you
 
CGCG Oh the empty bottle it misses you and I’m the one it’s talking to
 
C G C G
GCG And I don’t know which is worse
C To wake up and see the sun
D Or to be the one be the one
GCG be the one that’s gone
 
C G C G
End on G