| 𝄆 | Bm | | | Em | | | A | | | F#m | 𝄇 |
| | | Bm | | | Bm | | | Bm | | | Bm | | |
| Bm | Em | A | ||
| Hah, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | have been something you | said. |
| Em | A | F#m | |||
| I just | died | in your arms to | nig | ht. |
| | | Bm | | | Bm | | | Bm | | | Bm | | |
| Bm | |
| I keep looking for something I can’t get. |
| G | |
| Broken hearts lie all around me |
| A | F#m | |||
| And I | don’t | see an easy way to get | out | of this |
| Bm | ||
| Her | diary | it sits on the bedside table |
| G | |
| The | curtains are closed, the cats in the cradle |
| A | |
| Who | would’ve thought |
| F#m | ||
| That a boy like me could | come | to this? |
| Bm | Em | A | ||
| Hah, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | have been something you | said. |
| Em | A | F#m | |||
| I just | died | in your arms to | nig | ht. |
| Bm | Em | A | |||
| Oh | I, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | ’ve been some kind of | kiss. |
| Em | A | F#m | ||||
| I | shou | ld have walked | awa | y, | should have walked away. |
| | | Bm | | | Bm | | | Bm | | | Bm | | |
| Bm | |
| Is | there any just cause for feeling like this? |
| G | |
| On the surface I’m a name on a list. |
| A | F#m | |||
| I | try | to be discrete but then | blow | it again. |
| Bm | ||
| I’ve | lost | and found, it’s my final mistake. |
| G | ||
| She’s | loving | by proxy, no give and all take. |
| A | ||
| ’Cos | I’ve | been thrilled to fantasy |
| F#m | ||
| One too | many | times. |
| Bm | Em | A | ||
| Hah, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | have been something you | said. |
| Em | A | F#m | |||
| I just | died | in your arms to | nig | ht. |
| Bm | Em | A | |||
| Oh | I, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | ’ve been some kind of | kiss. |
| Em | A | F#m | ||||
| I | shou | ld have walked | awa | y, | should have walked away. |
| G | |
| It was a long hot night. |
| Em | |
| She made it easy, she made it feel right. |
| G | |
| But now it’s over the moment has gone. |
| F#m | |
| I | followed my hands not my head, I knew I was |
| wrong. |
| 𝄆 | Bm | | | Em | | | A | | | F#m | 𝄇 |
| Bm | Em | A | ||
| Hah, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | have been something you | said. |
| Em | A | F#m | |||
| I just | died | in your arms to | nig | ht. |
| Bm | Em | A | |||
| Oh | I, | I just | died | in your arms to | night. |
| F#m | Bm | ||
| It | must | ’ve been some kind of | kiss. |
| Em | A | F#m | ||||
| I | shou | ld have walked | awa | y, | should have walked away. |
| 𝄆 | Bm | | | Em | | | A | | | F#m | 𝄇 |