E Ebm Dbm B For once, there is nothing up my sleeve E Ebm Dbm B Just some scars from a life that used trouble me E Ebm Dbm B I used to run at first sight of the sun E B Dbm B Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up E Ebm Dbm B The city outside still sounds like it's on fire E Ebm You put on new sheets Db B The white flag of a Saturday night E Ebm Db B I know we stayed up talking in circles E Ebm But I like to think the symmetry Db B Will keep me close to you E Ebm Db B For everyone, I'm out to pull wrong, you keep the light on E Ebm Db B The only one, you now me better than the truth E Ebm Db B So despite what I've done I pray to God that we can move on E Ebm Db B Cause thus far you are the best thing that this life is yet to lose E Ebm Db B And, for once there is nothing up my sleeve E Ebm Db B Just some scars from a life that used to trouble me E Ebm Db B I used to run at first sight of the sun E Ebm Dbm B Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up E Ebm Dbm B I lay here waiting for you to wake up E Ebm Db B So if you gonna leave, if you gonna go E Ebm Db B I can't bare to sleep without you in my arms E Ebm Db B I know we got caught up slipping through a crowd of people and losers E Ebm But you must not let them take you Db B They don't know you like I do E Ebm Dbm B For once, there is nothing up my sleeve E Ebm Dbm B Just some scars from a life that used trouble me E Ebm Dbm B I used to run at first sight of the sun E B Dbm B Now I lay here waiting for you to wake up E B Dbm B I lay here waiting for you to wake up E Ebm Dbm B Do you remember when we stayed up till the sun stretched through the room E Ebm Dbm B I used to blame it on the queens walking down 7th Avenue E Ebm It’s been years now since we moved Dbm B I’ve gotten through with an excuse E Ebm You know I try not to speak superlatives Dbm B But it's impossible to you -Instrumental part- E Ebm Dbm B The city outside is nothing but a flicker now E Ebm Dbm B You see our friends to bed, you turn out the lights E Ebm Dbm B I start to think you'll make a beautiful mother, I E Ebm Dbm B I like to think I have everything I want from this life.
