Standard (EADGBE)

The rain on the suit has started dripping again

You are fast asleep by ten

 And now I am alone in the world of disgrace

 To search for my warm mothers face

 In all

And now I think six months are gone

I had climbed down his stairs

To find him in his underwear

And i had climbed in his bed, pulled the blankets over our heads

We dream of making that honey bread, that honey bread that we make.

aint that how it always seems to go

When something good comes oh it goes, it goes.

And aint that how it always seems to go

 How it goes, how it go-es,

  How it goes

And oh mister misses memor served with us

Those words just never worked

And now we are on speaking terms

And oh no

Paper slipped beneath the table and even if we’re counting able

And you and me in our short sleeves, but

You cut yours off so I guess that makes it a tank top

And side by side is where we decided that

And aint that how it always seems to go

When something good comes oh it goes, it goes.

And aint that how it always seems to go

How it goes, how it go-es,

How it goes

How it goes, how it goo-es

How it goes, how it goo-es

How it goes come on, how it goes come on