Matthew Good - Annabelle

^CAnabelle sa^Emid to me the o^Amther day This l^Fife is just a dream ^CYou get out of ^Embed Put on a hap^Ampy face 'Cause ^Fcrying never solves an^Cything You keep to y^Emourself And ^Amthink ^F Ain't it t^Cime we did so^Emmething Ain't it ^Amtime that we got ^Fclever Instead of s^Ctanding in the s^Emhadows Why don't we^Am try And stand t^Fogether Oh, ^CAnabelle

Well^F, I like it here^C 'C^Fause nothing seems impo^Cssible And I ^Amneed to know that's ^Cpossible Maybe ^Fnot before But^C I'm not so sure a^Amnymore

^CAnabelle s^Emaid to me the ^Amother day This n^Fothing's what it seems ^CYou get out of^Em bed Put on a hap^Ampy face 'Cause^F crying never changed a^Cnything We keep to o^Emurselves And^Am think^F Ain't it ^Ctime that we did ^Emsomething Ain't it^Am time that we got ^Fclever Instead of ^Cliving in the ^Emshadows Why don't we^Am try and live f^Forever ^COh, Anabe^Emlle ^AmOh, Anabe^Flle ^COh, Anabe^Emlle Am F (end on C)