What A Perfect Day For Crying

F Am G F Am G


[Verse 1]

F             Am     G
I don’t need any more friends
F             Am        G
I already have like, two
         F
I just called to say that
   F
I don’t love you
       Am               G         
Isn’t it amazing how I can feel so
     F
 bad
F                    Am G
And still look so good?

[Pre-chorus 1]
F
Life is like a game of chess and
Am              G
I don’t know how to play chess 
(yeah)
F
Everything is fine but
   Am          G
I wish I was dead



[Chorus]
F
I’m okay
F
No, I’m not
Am                           G
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
F
What a perfect day for crying
Am
What a perfect day for crying

F
I’m okay
F
No, I’m not
Am                          G
Sobbing in the car like a real one
Am
What a perfect day for crying
Am
What a perfect day for crying



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[Verse 2]
          F
Roses are red
F
I’m going to bed
           Am                    G
Maybe one day, the sadness will end
                    F
This morning was good
 F
But then I got up
              Am G
I need attention

             F
If you’re happy and you know it
            Am       G
Don’t get used to it
           F
The best way to a man’s heart is
                 Am             G
Through the fourth and fifth rib


[Pre-chorus 2]
F
I love inside jokes
        Am            G
Would love to be a part of one 
someday
 F
Everything is fine but
 Am            G
I wish I was dead



[Chorus]
F
I’m okay
F
No, I’m not
Am                           G
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
F
What a perfect day for crying
Am
What a perfect day for crying

F
I’m okay
F
No, I’m not
Am                          G
Sobbing in the car like a real one
Am
What a perfect day for crying
Am
What a perfect day for crying




[Bridge]
N.C.
Sometimes I feel like a total loser
N.C.
Then I remember that I am
F
No matter how
Am        G
Fast I run
         F
I cannot run
                Am G
Away from the pain
  G
Now that’s what I call sad!



[Chorus]
F
I’m okay
F
No, I’m not
Am                           G
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
F
What a perfect day for crying
Am
What a perfect day for crying
  G
(Now that’s what I call sad!)


F
I’m okay
F
No, I’m not
Am                           G
Sobbing in the car with the radio on
F
What a perfect day for crying
Am
What a perfect day for crying