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