Bb Dm Hereʼs another Sunday morning call Bb Dm You hear your head banging on the door Bb Dm You slip those shoes on and then out you crawl Bb Dm Into a day that couldnʼt give you more D But what for? Chorus : G D And In your head, do you feel Em Am7 What youʼre not supposed to feel G D And you take, what you want F Em D But you donʼt get it for free G D You need, more time Em Am G Coz your thoughts and words wonʼt last forever more D But Iʼm not sure C Am If it ever works out right D But itʼs ok, itʼs alright Bb Dm When youʼre lonely and you start to hear Bb Dm The little voices in your head at night Bb Dm You will only sniff away the tears Bb Dm So you can dance until the morning light D But at what price? Chorus. G D And In your head, do you feel Em Am7 What youʼre not supposed to feel G D And you take, what you want F Em D But you canʼt get hope for free G D You need, more time Em Am G Coz your thoughts and words wonʼt last forever more D But Iʼm not sure F C G D If it ever ever ever works out right F C G D If it ever ever ever works out right F C G Coz it never never never works out right
