Depeche Mode
Ab, B, Bb, C, Cm, Eb, Ebm, Fm
through me words like violence, rain and silence, I've been crashing in, into my little world
I can feel me, piercing right through me, and you'll understand, how my little girl,
All I wanted, all I needed, and here in the I.R.S.
For the very unnecessary, they gave me what I do want.
Though I've spoken, you've been broken.
Feel your own test, more than trivial.
Blessed women, she was their pair, Was I mindless and forgivable,
Have I wanted, have I needed, And here with me I arse,
Or the very unnecessary, Make me only to arse.