Something better to do

    Dm7 G7sus4 C A7 C7 F F#o7 Bb6 D7sus4 D7 G7 Am7 Em7
E|--1--1------0-0--0--1------3---3------2--1--0---0--| 
B|--1--1------1-2--1--1-1----3---1------1--0--1---3--| 
G|--2--0------0-0--3--2-2----3---2------2--0--0---0--| 
D|--0--0------2-2--2--3-1----3---0------0--0--2---2--| 
A|-----x------3-0--3--3-x----1-------------2--0---2--| 
E|-----3--------------1-2------------------3------0--| 


Intro:
E|-3-3-2-2-0-0----------------------| 
B|-------------3-3-1-1-0-0----------| 
G|-------------------------2-2-0-0--| 
D|----------------------------------| 
A|----------------------------------| 
E|----------------------------------| 


   [Riff]
E|-2h3-2h3-2h3-2h3--3/8---------------------------------------| 
B|----------------------8-6---------------------6/8-----------| 
G|--------------------------9--8/9--8h9-8h9-8h9------8/9-7-5--| 
D|----------------------------------------------3/6-----------| 
A|----------------------------------6h7-6h7-6h7------6/7-5-3--| 
E|------------------------------------------------------------| 


Verse1:

    Dm7               G7sus4 G7         C
  I try to be patient, I     try not to moan.
  A7       Dm7              G7sus4    G7         C      C7
  But it's driving me crazy try'ng to live here alone.
  F                    F#o7                     C     Bb6
  My conversation gets nowhere when I talk to myself.
  A7           D7sus4   D7    D7sus4    D7          G7sus4  G7  G7sus4 G7
  I've lost my sense of humor somewhere here on the shelf.


Chorus:

  C                       Am7
  The moon is wasting its shine
                Dm7              G7sus4 G7
  Shining on me until I see you again.
  Em7                   A7
  I won't be out in the moonlight
  F                       G7sus4  G7
  And I'll be sleeping by ten.
  C                           Am7
  The birds are wasting their song
                Dm7                   G7sus4 G7
  Singing to me until I'm waking with you.
  Em7                     A7
  Until you're back in my arms, dear,
  F                           G7                  C
  The birds will have to find something better to do.

  [Riff]

Verse2:

  A shoulder to cry on would make me feel fine.
  But it's not much comfort when I'm crying all night.
  Friends and relations are running out of patience with me.
  I keep myself to myself but I'm no company.


Chorus:

  C                       Am7
  The moon is wasting its shine
                Dm7              G7sus4 G7
  Shining on me until I see you again.
  Em7                   A7
  I won't be out in the moonlight
  F                       G7sus4  G7
  And I'll be sleeping by ten.
  C                           Am7
  The birds are wasting their song
                Dm7                   G7sus4 G7
  Singing to me until I'm waking with you.
  Em7                     A7
  Until you're back in my arms, dear,
  F                           G7                  C
  The birds will have to find something better to do.
  C  A7
  So baby, till you're back in my arms
  F                           G7                  C
  The birds will have to find something better to do.