Marillion - Sugar mice

I was ^Gflicking through the cha^C9nnels on the TV On ^Ga Sunday in Milwa^C9ukee in the rain ^GTrying to piece to^C9gether conversations ^GTrying to find out where^C9 to lay the blame But wh^Den it comes right down to it there's no use ^Am7trying to pretend For^G when it gets right down to it there's no one ^Chere that's left to blame Blame it^D on me, you ca^Am7n blame it on me We're just sugar mice in t^Ghe rai^C9n ^{G C9} I hear^Gd Sinatra calling me t^Chrough the floorboards Where you pay a^G quarter for a part^C9nership in rhyme To th^Ge jukebox cry^C9ing in the corner While th^Ge waitress is count^C9ing out the time

Fo^Dr when it comes right down to it there's no use ^Am7trying to pretend ^GFor when it gets right down to it there's no one ^C9really left to blame ^DBlame it on me, you ^Am7can blame it on me ^CWe're just sugar m^Gice in the rain

'Cause ^GI know what I feel, know what I want I ^C9know what I am Dad^Gdy took a ra^C9incheck 'Cause ^GI know what I want, know what I feel I ^C9know what I need Dadd^Gy took a raincheck, your daddy took a ^C9raincheck ^GAin't no one in here that's le^C9ft to blame but me Blame it on^G me, b^C9lame ^Git^C9 on m^Ge ^C9

Well the ^Gtoughest thing that I ever did was^C9 talk to the kids on the phone When I heard^G them asking questions I knew tha^C9t you were all alone Can't you u^Gnderstand that the governme^C9nt left me out of work I just couldn'^Gt stand the looks on their faces saying, ^C9"What a jerk"

So^D if you want my address i^Am7t's number one at the end of the bar Where ^GI sit with the broken angels clutching at ^C9straws and nursing our scars Blame it ^Don me, b^Am7lame it on me, Sugar mice in the ^Grain, your daddy took a ^C9raincheck your daddy took a ^Graincheck ^{C9 G}