Intro
G                       F#                      F                       E

G                       F#                      F                       E

Verse

G                       F#                      F                       E

Can’t play              pretty tunes, my        head is always          messy.          And I
Can’t walk in           a straight line  my     path is always,         always  gritty. And I
Like to play pi-        ano, but it’s           often out of            tune.  And there are
Lots of broken          fingers in the          dark parts of my        room

Chorus

Please don’t…
A#                                      F                       
touch,          Please don’t            stop and stare.                 Yes I
C                                       D#
Thank you for your kindness but         there’s sadness in the air.     Please don’t    
A#                                      F
touch.          ‘Cause it               makes me jitter                 And al-
C                                       D#                      
though I lost my mind sir, I            think you lost yours quicker.   Please don’t
A #
touch.

Verse

G                       F#                      F                       E

Love me tender          love me true            show your colours       black and blue, 
make another            cuppa on the            sofa eating             marmalade.  And I 
hate to cry, no         it’s forgotten,         feeling strange and     looking rotten          
fighting like a         soldier                 over skinny jeans and   pick and mix

Chorus

Please don’t…
A#                                      F                       
touch,          Please don’t            stop and stare.                 Yes I
C                                       D#
Thank you for your kindness but         there’s sadness in the air.     Please don’t    
A#                                      F
touch.          ‘Cause it               makes me jitter                 And al-
C                                       D#                      
though I lost my mind sir, I            think you lost yours quicker.   Please don’t
A #
touch.

Verse

G                       F#                      F                       E
Fickle like a           fruit machine           playing with the        cruise ship queen 
taking all his          apples when they’re     going to play           hide and seek.
Unless you feel me      please don’t break me   please don’t let the    rat man take me
‘cause he thinks I’m    weird, well             what’s a girl           to do

Chorus

Please don’t…
A#                                      F                       
touch,          Please don’t            stop and stare.                 Yes I
C                                       D#
Thank you for your kindness but         there’s sadness in the air.     Please don’t    
A#                                      F
touch.          ‘Cause it               makes me jitter                 And al-
C                                       D#                      
though I lost my mind sir, I            think you lost yours quicker.   Please Don't      
A#                                      F
Touch            Don’t                  stop and stare                  Yes I
C                                       D#                      
Thank you for your kindness but         there’s sadness in the air.     Please don’t 
A #
touch.