*** verse 1: B f# You should take a walk F#m e But it's just the same wherever you go B f# f#m e You just wish the ghost was gone B f# So you make some calls F#m e But it's talking while you're wanting to go B f# f#m e You're just ringing phones for fun C#m c#m7 a You can always make a new excuse to cry C#m caug e/b a#m7-5 a a2 (or c#m /c /b /a# a a2) But you don't have to use it on yourself
*** chorus: E bm a So why spend your sadness now E bm a Save it up for me on sunday E bm a And why is lonely all you have E bm a When love is what you'll find on sunday
*** interlude C#m f# b f#m f# *** verse 2: You might guard your heart b f# But it's awfully fun to have it brokena f#m e Or at least to leave a bruise b f# f#m e It becomes an art b f# Though the rules of which are rarely spoken f#m e By the lucky ones who can choose b f# f#m e So your pain becomes another souvenir c#m c#m7 a And your souvenirs become your world c#m caug e/b a#m7-5 a a2
*** chorus: So why spend your sadness now e bm a Save it up for me on sunday e bm a And why is lonely all you have e bm a When love is what you'll find on sunday e bm a
*** interlude ||: f#m c#m d (1: bm) :||
*** coda: A em d Why spend your sadness now A em d Save it up for me on sunday A em d And why is lonely all you have A em d When love is what you'll find on sunday
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