Roberta Flack - Killing Me Softlyadd

A#m                        D#m
Strumming my pain with his fingers,
   G#                     C#maj7
Singing my life with his words.
   A#m                      D#7
Killing me softly with his song,
             G#          F#
Killing me softly with his song;
              C#maj7          F#maj7
telling my whole life, with his words,
           Bmaj7               A#7
Killing me softly with his song.

D#m7         G#
I heard he sang a good song,
C#maj7            F#maj7
I heard he had a style,
D#m7       G#                    A#m        A#m7
And so I went to see him and listen for awhile.
D#m7           G#
And there he was this young boy
C#maj7      F7
A stranger to my eyes.

Nak.

D#m7        G#
I felt all flushed with fever,
C#maj7     F#maj7
Embarassed by the crowd.
D#m7         G#
I felt he found my letters,
A#m                    A#m7
And read each one out loud.
D#m7           G#
I prayed that he would finish,
C#maj7        F7
But he just kept right on.

Nak.

D#m7        G#
He sang as if he knew me,
C#maj7     F#maj7
In all my dark despair.
D#m7            G#
And then he looked right through me as if,
A#m             A#m7
As if I wasn't there.
D#m7      G#
He just kept right on,
C#maj7    F7
Singin' loud and strong.