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Just give me Bmone fine day of Gplain sailing weather
And DI can fuck up anything, Aanything.
It was a Bmwonderful life when Gwe were together,
And Dnow I've fucked up every little goddamn Athing.
Amelie Bmlied to me, G this was supposed to be Deasy. A
I found the Bmone damn person to Ghelp me fall asleep in the Dnight. A
But sleeping gets Bmtiring, G and dark reminds me of Ddying, A
And as Bmlong as this feeble Gheart is still beating,
You will Gfind me rushing through every room, switching on all the Alights.
The Fproblem with falling inBm love in latenight bars
Is that there's aGlways more nights, there's always more bars.
The Fproblem with showing your Bmlover your scars
Is that Geverybody's lover is covered in scars.
Just give me Bmone fine day of Gplain sailing weather
And DI can fuck up anything, Aanything.
It was a Bmwonderful life when Gwe were together,
And Dnow I've fucked up every
Things got Bmfractious,G and I felt Dfaithless, A
At that Bmmoment just before the Gdawn when everything falls Dapart. A
But baby I didn't Bmmean it,G for things to get Ddesperate. A
I letBm slip my guard, let Ggo of the rudder,
Now we're Ddrifting in the current away from one another.
Just give me Bmone fine day of Gplain sailing weather
And DI can fuck up anything, Aanything.
It was a Bmwonderful life when Gwe were together,
And Dnow I've fucked up Aevery thing.
Give me Bmone fine day of Gplain sailing weather
And DI can fuck up anything, Aanything.
It was a Bmwonderful life when Gwe were together,
And Dnow I've fucked up every little goddamn Athing.
every little goddamn Gthing
every little goddamn Athing
every little goddamn Gthing Bm
I've been skirting round the Drim of doing something
GBrave, and not just F#mstanding, but jumping in, Bm
Of making circles into Dsquares, of laying down
The Gbare facts like a F#mburden I can't bear. Bm
And I can almost find the Dwords, but I can see the Gway you'd
(this part I couldn't figure out...)
Fold your hands, speak my name like a curse
Upon your pretty lips, the pressured white behind your fingertips.
And when you see me for all that I am
I couldn't make mistakes to make a difference any more.
I'd throw myself down on my knees, at your hands,
And beg you for forgiveness for my fuckups and my faults.
And maybe you'd relent and return my hope for our forever,
Lift up your precious hands, and then bring yours and mine together,
So just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather.
Just give me one fine day of plain sailing weather.
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