Kings Of Medicine (Placebo)

C They're picking up pieces of me G While they're picking up pieces of you F In a bag you will be before the day is over C Were you looking for somewhere to be? G Were you looking for someone to do? F Emi Stupid me to believe that I could trust in stupid you F And on the back of my hand Emi F Were directions I could understand Emi F Now that old buzzer Johnnie Walker Emi F Has gone and ruined all our plans C Our best made plans G F Don't leave me here to pass through time Emi Without a map or road sign C G F Don't leave me here my guiding light Emi 'Cause I, I... F Emi Wouldn't know where to begin F Emi I ask the Kings of Medicine They're picking up pieces of me While they're picking up pieces of you Lying on ice you will be before the day is over So case and point may be That you never thought it through Stupid me to believe I could depend on stupid you And on the tip of my tongue Were words that always came out wrong 'Cause they were drowned in Southern Comfort And left to dry out in the sun The noon day sun Don't leave me here to pass for time Without a map or road sign Don't leave me here my guiding light 'Cause I, I... Wouldn't know where to begin I ask the Kings of Medicine But it seems they've lost their powers Now all I'm left with is the hours Don't leave me here to pass for time Without a map or road sign Don't leave me here my guiding light 'Cause I, I... Wouldn't know where to begin I ask the Kings of Medicine But it seems they've lost their powers Now all I'm left with is the hours Don't leave me here Don't leave me here Oh no I wouldn't know where to begin