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 were 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