Standard (EADGBE)

Verse

/ )

With a growing sense of dread And a hammer in my head

 Fully clothed upon the bed

I wake up to the world that lately I've been living in

There's a cut upon my brow Must have banged myself somehow

 But I can't remember now

 And the front door's open wide Lately I've let things slide

Chorus

)

I go to the bin, I throw the laundry in

And pick out the cleanest shirt

Then I tell myself again I don't really hurt

Verse

/ )

Smoking I once quit Now I got one lit I just fell back into it

Along with my pride Lately I've let things slide

Chorus

)

I go to the bin, I throw the laundry in Dig out the cleanest shirt

When all at once I'm seized again by exquisite hurt

Verse

/ )

That untouched takeaway I brought home the other day Has quite a lot to say

The evidence is clear only resign, piled high and wide About how lately I've, let things slide

I'm just about holding on But lately I've let things slide