Em                    G            
There's no such thing as good grief
Em             G            
Haven't eaten in three weeks
Am                      Em            
Skin and bones when you're not near me
Am                Em
Almost skeleton and melody

                      G            
There's no such thing as good grief
Em                G          
Sleep with you in a sex dream
       Am                     Em
And I'm pretty sure you don't miss the way
Am                 Em                   
I put all my demons on display to your pretty music

G         C   D          C      G     C        D  C         
One more time, play me something, I won't sing
G      C      D       C
I'll be quiet, play me something
G        C    D           C
One more time, I'm listening

( Em  G )

Em                     G
There's no such thing as good grief
Em                       G
Took two months to pack up your things
     Am                  Em      
But I left a box at your parents' house
Am                        Em
Don't know whether to feel sad or proud

G         C   D          C      G     C        D  C         
One more time, play me something, I won't sing
G      C      D       C
I'll be quiet, play me something
G        C    D           C
One more time, I'm listening