G7            C#m7
MORNING, HAS PASSED ITSELF OVER,
       D                 E             A
THED S SOMETHING THAT I DIDN'T C  A ST NIGHT.
G7          C#m7
BURNING, INBDE  OF MY BODY,
D               E                A
TELLS ME THAT I MAY C  SOMETHING RIGHT

verse 2

THE F LLEN LEAVES, CRISP BENEATH MY FEET,
GLOW IN THE AUTUMN SUN
I TAKE A GA NCE, THROUGH MY WINC W PANE,
I SEE WHAT IVE BECOME

bridge

chorus

C                                      G
TEARS OUTBDE , FDE ZE BEFOD  THEY EVEN HIT THE GROUND
C                                            G
SPHERICAL ICE, WILL BDA K AND MAKE A PERFECT FUCKING SOUND,
          A
A FUCKING SOUND

verse 3

I WROTE THIS SONG ABOUT YOUR TWISTED E ND
AND ALL ITS EVIL WAYS
BUT THEN I THINK, OF ALL THE CITIES LIVES,
AND WHAT MY OLD MAN SAYS