Standard (EADGBE)

Well, I'm sitting in this hotel

 Looking at all the city lights, shining bright

 As I wait for the news

Well, the outcome is hard to tell

 As I sit upon this worn out bed,

 All the fibres and threads coming loose

 And I don't know if it's rain or snow,

 But either of both would be fine

 There's something about sitting here,

 That makes me think we'll be alright

Alright, I know we'll be alright

 I know that we can make this alright

 I know we'll be alright

 We'll make it alright

I can hear the windows talk,

 Can feel the floorboards getting cold

 And the chains on the doors getting loose

 It's like, the sound of freedom is here

 And it's getting way too loud for

 This little room they put me in

Alright, I know we'll be alright

 I know that we can make this alright

 I know we'll be alright

 And I'll write my name on these pictured walls

 And leave footprints here on this dusty floor

 But I won't, I won't give in

 And I'll paint a picture of us together

 And live life here, cos I won't know better

 In silence till you say

Alright, I know we'll be alright

 I know that we can make this alright

 I know we'll be alright

We'll make it alright