Tom Odell
B, Ebm, G
I wanna take you somewhere, you know I care
But it's so cold and I don't know where
I brought you dofties and a pretty string
But they won't flower like they did last spring
And I wanna kiss you, make you feel alright
I'm just so tired to share my nights
I wanna cry and I wanna love
But all my tea has been used up
Oh another love, another love
All my tea's been used up
Oh another love, another love
All my tea's been used up
Oh another love, another love
I'm not used to being used to