Standard (EADGBE)
The candles burn, the cycles turn
Another day comes here to learn
All the things I missed out o-on
Yesterday
The nights come dressed in leatherboots
Even through the dark, the truth
cant hide behind no smile
In leather boots
Words that rhyme all sound the same
Theyre out of tune, the way we blame
I think I sing all my songs
In harmony
Now that we dont even know love from hate
We all claim to be so straight
We were bent before
we came to learn
we got to,
Go through Sunday, just to get to mon-da-y
There aint no other road in this old life we can take
Yeah you gotta go through it if you want to get to it
Cause you aint gonna find it no other way
Every thought that sounds so loud
Are heard among some eerie crowds
By the erasiii-ing,in the wind goes whistling
Shhhhhhh
Here comes the dawn
I see the sun peeping in on me
That dont mean i got to hush
Cause that happens to the best of us
Aint this a crazy world were living in
we got to,
Go through Sunday, just to get to mon-da-y
Thats the way lifes always been
Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm
Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm, Mmmmmm