Bm F#m A E
Bm F#m A
Bm F#m
A million things to do
A E
Every morning I wake up
Bm F#m
Keep myself at ease
A
Sometimes next to someone
Bm F#m
People calling me
A E
Though not as much as they used to
Bm F#m
It takes about a week
A
To get back to not them
D Bm
Every day I am in this mess
F#m A
I can't help it and I think of you-ooooh-ooh
D Bm
Just the top layer of the feeling
F#m A
Enough to make me dig in all that I'm dooo-ing
F#m A
Even when it's foooolish
E G
Bm F#m
Sometimes I succeed
A E
In losing the reason
Bm F#m
But it always comes back
A
And when it doesn't it's fresh
Bm F#m
I read all these books
A E
And with all of that knowledge
Bm F#m
I know what happens when you love
A
But can not attach
D Bm
Every day I am in this mess
F#m A
I can't help it and I think of you-ooooh-ooh
D Bm
Just the top layer of the feeling
F#m A
Enough to make me dig in all that I'm dooo-ing
F#m A
Even when it's foooolish
D Bm
Every day I am in this mess
F#m A
I can't help it and I think of you-ooooh-ooh
D Bm
Just the top layer of the feeling
F#m A
Enough to make me dig in all that I'm dooo-ing
F#m A
Even when it's foooolish
E G
A party with undertones
D
Everyone is dancing
A
And i just reached perfection
E G
Bodies, stories, smiles and show
D
All the different gestures
A
Easily read wrong
E G
Just wait until the smoke is gone
D
And im on my paper throne
A
Giving you attention
E G
The king of grasping undertones
D
A year and a bit
A
Is all it has to take
D A
Dm Am
A million things to do
C G
Every morning I wake up
Dm Am
Keep myself at ease
C
Sometimes next to someone
Dm Am
People calling me
C G
Though not as much as they used to
Dm Am
It takes about a week
C
To get back to not them
F Dm
Every day I am in this mess
Am C
I can't help it and I think of you-ooooh-ooh
F Dm
Just the top layer of the feeling
Am C
Enough to make me dig in all that I'm dooo-ing
Am C
Even when it's foooolish
