Look For The Woman

There's a [D]weight over me today,
[C]something I have to say,
[G]love you too much to leave,
don't [G]like you enough to stay.

My heads in a [D]mess and I'm stressed
but i guess its a test in the [C]quest for happiness
and the rest of that mess so i [G]best just acquiesce
even though I've grown tired of [G]you

And that ain't meant to sound [D]spiteful - I'm just trying to be insightful
when I write all my e[C]motions in the night all the stuff I try to fight
just comes [G]out and the sad fact is I'm so tired of [G]you

[D]Love, its a weird thing ain't it?
There's no way to ex[C]plain it, but I swear as well as pain
there should be joy but we su[G]stain the same level of mundane
and its numbing me [G]through

I often wonder if I'd [D]miss you and have the urge to kiss you
if an issue was to [C]hit through to this heart that now feels disused
and said issue was too [G]big to just ignore
and i walked out on [G]you

the chances are I'd fall [D]apart and suffer seizures of the heart
as my chest begins to [C]smart, the very second have to part
I want to go back to the [G]start, but then again
maybe I'd just feel [G]new

maybe I'd get my life on [D]track and start to focus my attack
on all the things my life just [C]lacks and start to claw my passion back
instead of living like a [G]hack, half committed half relaxed,
I'd have nothing to [G]lose

I guess lately I've had [D]too much time to think and yeah way too much drink
when [C]paper meets the ink
over-thinking is the chink in my [G]armour
that's just what I [G]do.

And I've always been that [D]way, forever questioning each day
and every plea that's made that [C]maybe when I lay my busy
mind will make me prove by finding [G]problems and reasons,
that might not even be [G]true.

We got together so youn[D]g, before our real lives had begun,
but flowers don't grow up as [C]one, each finds its own way to the sun,
and that's exactly what [G]we've done.
We've grown up separately [G]too,

And for a [D]few years now it's been the problem,
and these reali[C]sations, I wish that I could stop them,
but I've realised that love is [G]all we have in common,
and deep down you know that's [G]true.

But then surely that I'm [D]still in love with you means there's something we can do
to get us [C]through and to pursue a brand new point of view
on how [G]this gap grew,
between me and [G]you.

So there's a [D]weight over me and I'd hate to have to leave
but in [C]fate I don't believe and the state of you and me
isn't [G]great as you can see...
so I'll keep thinking this [G]through.