Lions Head - Morning after

^CLost in the exci^Etement my clothes are by the ^Amdoor.  ^{F G C}The birds are making noi^Eses; I can't take it anym^Amore.  ^{F G C}I feel like a disas^Eter; I'm crawling on the f^Amloor.  ^{F G C}The daylight's gonna bit^Ee me like it never has b^Amefore.  ^{F G}

^FI could use a way out^G, like a parachute now,^Em I think I'm gonna down.^F.. 

Nothing really ma^Ctters, nothing matte^Amrs, till the morning aft^Emer. The morning afte^Fr.  The minute that I^C had her, I thought it wouldn't^Am matter: The morning a^Emfter, the morning af^Fter.  It got a little c^Colder, for a second I was s^Amober; So I threw another^Em back and then I did it all ^Fover.  Cause nothing really mat^Cters, nothing matter^Ams. Till the morning af^Emter, the morning aft^Fer. 

^CMy eyes are blue and bl^Eoody, my liver's about to^Am die.  ^{F G C}I didn't mean to kiss h^Eer, you don't believe the^Am lie.  ^{F G C}Today you're looking lo^Evely with your hair off to t^Amhe side. ^{F G C}It's a shame I didn't n^Eotice, until you said goo^Amdbye.  ^{F G}

^FI could use a way o^Gut, like a parachute no^Emw, I think I'm gonna dow^Fn...

Nothing really ma^Ctters, nothing matte^Amrs, till the morning aft^Emer. The morning afte^Fr. The minute that I^C had her, I thought it wouldn't^Am matter: The morning a^Emfter, the morning af^Fter. It got a little c^Colder, for a second I was s^Amober; So I threw another^Em back and then I did it all ^Fover. Cause nothing really mat^Cters, nothing matter^Ams. Till the morning af^Emter, the morning aft^Fer.

I could use a way o^Amut, like a parachute no^Gw, I think I'm gonna d^Emown...  ^F I could use a way o^Amut, like a parachute no^Gw, I think I'm gonna d^Emown... ^F

Nothing really ma^Ctters, nothing matte^Amrs, till the morning aft^Emer. The morning afte^Fr. The minute that I^C had her, I thought it wouldn't^Am matter: The morning a^Emfter, the morning af^Fter. It got a little c^Colder, for a second I was s^Amober; So I threw another^Em back and then I did it all ^Fover. Cause nothing really mat^Cters, nothing matter^Ams. Till the morning af^Emter, the morning aft^Fer.