G      D 
G      D   A 
Bm  G  D G Bm
D   A  D   D7

[Verse]
F#m                            Bm             G
I'd like to express my deepest gratitude
         F#m                                 Bm         G
For your charity and your patience during my blues.
D         A       Bm              G     
I must confess, I still cry every morning
            D                            A                   D          D7
While every night I just take a bunch of these and try to forget you.
          G                                               D 
And don't tell me how you're the muse to every fit boy in Soho.
            G                                              D          A
And I don't wanna hear about how they show you a real good time.
            Bm              G                 D                    G 
I'd rather imagine you on a stretcher on your way to the emergency room
           D                   A                  D             D7
While you imagine me somewhere high and laughing about you…

[Chorus]
         F#m                               Bm             G
But it's alright, yes it's alright to cry about it.
         F#m                                           Bm        G 
And it's mighty nice, yeah it's just fine if you wanna die.
              D          A              Bm                      G  
Cause there's no room in heaven for California girls and mama's boys.
D                     A                  D            D7
Just like there ain't no room for me and you.

[Instrumental]
G     D 
G     D  A
Bm G  D  G
D  A  D  D7

[Verse]
         F#m                               Bm             G
And it's alright, yes it's alright to cry about it.
         F#m                                           Bm        G 
And it's mighty nice, yeah it's just fine if you wanna die.
              D          A              Bm                    G  
Cause there's no room in heaven for New York girls and mama's boys.
D                     A                  D            D7
Just like there ain't no room for me and you.

[Chorus]
         G                            D
But it's alright, yes it's alright to cry about it.
         G                                             D        A 
And it's mighty nice, baby it's just fine if you wanna die.
              Bm         G              D                    G  
Cause there's no room in heaven for the things that I did to you.
D                     A                  G            D
Just like there ain't no room for me and you.
D                        A               D7
Just like there ain't no room for me and you.