Standard (EADGBE)

Spin round the steering wheel the

Coffee spills but you can’t feel

The dam behind your eyes

Turn off the radio, the news is fake

But you can’t tell who’s

Making up the lies

Waking up to find

Waking up to find…

You don’t love life

Mary-anne you’re late

I’ve been waiting for you for three days

I’m beginning to be afraid

I’ve been looking out the window

Your smoked cigarette is your slow suicide

And you only speak to pass the time

But time’s been passing you

The days feel like they’re getting shorter

The nights are definitely getting colder

I don’t know what you’re going to do

Waking up to find…

Waking up to find…you don’t love life

Mary-anne you’re late

I’ve been waiting for you for three days

I’m beginning to be afraid

I’ve been looking out the window

And I don’t know how this happened

 I remember laughing

At the zombies who had no fun

Now you’ve turned into one

I don’t know if it matters

That we’re hanging from the rafters

Mary-anne you’re late

I’ve been waiting for you for three days

I’m beginning to be afraid

I’ve been looking out the window

I asked you “what do you think you’ll find?”

You said “nothing” but you didn’t mind

“It’s all just smoke and mirrors”

I asked you “where do you think you’ll go?”

You said “Nowhere but at least I know

I’m having trouble holding back the years.”