Killing me softly
| Emi | Ami |
| Strumming my pain with his | fingers |
| D | G |
| Singing my life with his | words |
| Emi | A |
| Killing me softly with | his song |
| D | C | |
| Killing me | softly with his | song |
| G | C | |
| Telling my | whole life with his | words |
| Ami | E | |
| Killing me | softly, with his | song |
| Ami | D |
| I heard he | sang a good song |
| G | Cmaj7 |
| I heard he | had a style |
| Ami | D |
| And so I | came to see him and |
| Emi |
| listen for a while |
| Ami | D |
| And there he | was, this young boy |
| G | H |
| a stranger | to my eyes |
| Strumming my pain with his fingers (one time) |
| Singing my life with his words (two times) |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Telling my whole life with his words |
| Killing me softly, with his song |
| I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd |
| I felt he found my letters, and read each one out loud |
| I prayed that he would finish, but he just kept right on |
| Strumming my pain with his fingers (one time) |
| Singing my life with his words (two times) |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Telling my whole life with his words |
| Killing me softly, with his song |
| Oh, oh, oh... La, la, la, la... |
| Strumming my pain with his fingers (Yes he was singing my life) |
| Singing my life with his words |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Killing me softly with his song (Yeahh) |
| Telling my whole life with his words (Whole life, his words) |
| Killing me softly, with his song |
| Strumming my pain (Yeah) |
| Singing my life with his words |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Killing me softly with his song |
| Telling my whole life with his words |
| Killing me softly, with his song |