Ben Howard - Another friday night

^CmThey found him in the gutter at the business end of another ^FmFriday night Some^Cmone who'd clearly been there before I didn't feel I had to ask^Fm him why I have ^Cmnever understood why we need to know The reasons for everyone ^Fmelse's strifes Some^Cmtimes you don't need sympathy To ^Fmget the words right

^GmCaught in ^Ebanguish ^Fm He ^Cmwas Some^Ebtimes^Fm that's eno^Cmugh For ^Cmhere we're singing

^EbOh, ^Gm/Dlooks like the ^Cmend again Her ^Fmbody ^Gmbleachin' ^About into the ^Bbwaves It's still the ^Cmloudest thing ^EbOh, I ^Gm/Dwish I had ^Cmall my friends ^FmSomewhere ^Gmdrinking The ^Absunny a^Bbfternoon Into ob^Cmlivion But that's not ^Ebyour fault ^Fm How could that be ^Cmmy fault?

So we ^Cmwalked into a house party Of someone, someone somehow knew ^Fmall about And ^Cmall the young girls turned up late and drank us all to ^Fmsome kind of standstill With ^Cmlooks of "Heard it all before" And distant ideas of ^Fmdeath and thrills And in ^Cmabsence, asked the host if he had any left And some^Fmhow I did feel like ^Gmyesterday was ^Ebours ^Fm But it's ^Cmgone Yesterday was ^Ebours ^Fm All a^Cmlong And they were ^Cmsinging

^EbOh, ^Gm/Dlooks like the ^Cmend again Her ^Fmbody ^Gmbleaching ^About into the ^Bbwaves It's still the ^Cmloudest thing ^EbOh, I ^Gm/Dwish I had ^Cmall my friends ^FmOut there ^Gmdrinking the ^Absunny ^Bbafternoon Into ^Cmoblivion But that's not ^Ebyour fault ^Fm How could that be ^Cmyour fault?