C Em Hereʼs another Sunday morning call C Em You hear your head banging on the door C Em You slip those shoes on and then out you crawl C Em Into a day that couldnʼt give you more E But what for? Chorus : A E And In your head, do you feel F#m Bm7 What youʼre not supposed to feel A E And you take, what you want G F#m E But you donʼt get it for free A E You need, more time F#m Bm A Coz your thoughts and words wonʼt last forever more E But Iʼm not sure D Bm If it ever works out right E But itʼs ok, itʼs alright C Em When youʼre lonely and you start to hear C Em The little voices in your head at night C Em You will only sniff away the tears C Em So you can dance until the morning light E But at what price? Chorus. A E And In your head, do you feel F#m Bm7 What youʼre not supposed to feel A E And you take, what you want G F#m E But you canʼt get hope for free A E You need, more time F#m Bm A Coz your thoughts and words wonʼt last forever more E But Iʼm not sure G D A E If it ever ever ever works out right G D A E If it ever ever ever works out right G D A Coz it never never never works out right
