Briston Maroney - Monday

As we ^Emstep outs^Gide Lotta ^Cmaj7smoke in the glow with the ^Amfive and dime When my ^Emhopes and dre^Gams drama^Ctically col^Amlide I will ^Gmeet you the^Amre, ^Cmaj7ask you for a light As ^GManic Mond^Amays's on re^Cmaj7peat ^Cmaj7Overhead in the gas station lines

And ^DI wanna ^Emrun my hands through my ^Cmaj7hair Compete for a chance to com^Dpare Break ^Emthis down and ^Cmaj7see how she runs ^AOutrun the sun

^GThere's no trying to ^Fhide There's a fever in ^Cyour eyes When we race through the ^Anighttime We wеre ^Cborn to chase the twi^Glight ^F Mothеr will ^Cbe fine Maybe we'll make the ^Amheadlines I can't ^Cspend another second wasted ^AmI'll be back be^Cfore the ^Emsun^Grise

Car starts ^Gjumping, gas tank's ^Emleaking I can see the sky^Cline What the hell was I ^Emthinking? Wipe tears from my ^Deyes Darling, this is my ^Clife ^CNo, we were not destined to remain a secret

^GThere's no trying to ^Fhide There's a fever in ^Cyour eyes When we race through the ^Amnighttime We wеre ^Cborn to chase the twi^Glight ^F Mothеr will ^Cbe fine Maybe we'll make the ^Amheadlines I can't ^Cspend another second wasted ^AmI'll be back be^Cfore the ^Emsun^Grise

^GThere's no trying to ^Fhide There's a fever in ^Cyour eyes When we race through the ^Amnighttime We wеre ^Cborn to chase the twi^Glight ^F Mothеr will ^Cbe fine Maybe we'll make the ^Amheadlines I can't ^Cspend another second wasted ^AmI'll be back before the sun^Grise