Chords for Done Wrong

_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
[B] _ _ _ [F#m] _ _ [G] _ _ [B] _
_ [G] _ _ [F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ [A]
[Bm] The wind is ruthless, the trees shake [G] angry fingers at the sky
[A] And [Bm] the people hunch their [F#] shoulders, [G] hold their collars over their ears and run by
[A]
[G] It's a cold rain, it's a [Bm] hard rain, [G] like the kind that you find in songs
[A]
[Bm] I guess that makes me the jerk with the [F#] heartache, [G] here to sing to you about how I've been done wrong
[Bm] And _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [Bm] I am sitting, watching [G] out the window of the coffee shop
[Bm] And I am waiting, waiting, [G] waiting for it to let up
And [Bm] I am rocking like a cradle, [G] warming my hands with a cup in between
[Bm] And I am [G] leaning over the table, holding my face over the steam _
Before it gets so cold, _ the rain turns to snow
There's just a couple things I'd like to know
_ [Em]
How [G] could you do [Bm] nothing, [G] say I'm doing my best
How could you take almost [Bm] everything, [G] then come back for the [Em] rest
How could you make me [Bm] stand, [G] reach out your hands [Em] and please
And then [G] pack up your eyes and run away, as [C#] soon as I agree
[A] _
_ [G] _ _ [F#] _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] Just _ _ [Bm]
[G] on slips, or waves so slowly, you don't even notice that you've lost a lot
[Bm] Been [G] like one of those zombies in Vegas, pouring quarters into a slot
[A] And now [Bm] I'm tired, and I am broke, and I [G] feel stupid and I feel [Bm] used
And I'm at the end of my little rope, and I am [G] swinging back and forth about it _
Before it gets so cold, the rain turns to snow
Just a couple things I'd like to know
_ [B]
Like how could you [Bm] do nothing, say I'm doing [Em] my best
How could you [G] take almost everything, [D] then come back for [Em] the rest
How could you make me [Bm] stand, [G] reach out your hands and [Em] please
And [G] then pack up your eyes and run [Bm] away, as soon [C#] as I [G] agree
[Bm] _ _ _ [F#] _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
[Bm] _ _ _ [F#] _ [G] _ _ _ [A] _
[Bm] _ _ _ [F#m] _ [G] _ _ _ [D] _
[Bm] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [E]
[Bm] The wind is ruthless, and the [F#] trees shake [G] angry fingers at the sky
[D]
[Bm] And the people hunch their [F#] shoulders, [G] hold their collars over their ears and run by
[A] And [Bm] it's a cold rain, it's a hard rain, [G] like the kind you find in songs
[F#m] Cause [Bm] that makes me, the jerk with the heartache, here to [G] sing to you about how I've been done, bro
[Bm] _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ Like [Bm] _
how _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ could you [G] do nothing, say I'm doing [Bm] my best
How could you take almost [G] everything, then come back for the [Bm] rest
How could you make me [G] stand, reach out your [Bm] hands and please
And then pack up your eyes and run [G] away, as soon as I [Bm] agree
How could you do _ _ _ nothing, say _ [G] _ _ I'll have [B] a song