Mystery Jets - Flakes

^F This s^Cong Is ^Amone I never th^Gought that I'd p^Flay But if you want me ^Cgone There are k^Aminder ways to^G say ^F So l^Cong than sp^Amitting in my f^Gace

They don’t ^Fteach these things in school They just lay down the rules Which are there for you to ^Cbreak ^{Am G} Which are th^Fere for you to ^Cbreak ^{Am G}

^F If I’m ^Cwrong Then d^Amust me off and p^Gut me in my pla^Fce, but Drop a b^Comb Shall you b^Amlow me away w^Githout even a t^Frace? I’ll be^C gone an^Amd I won’t gi^Gve chase

‘Caus^Fe when you’re in pieces, you pick up the bits, and nothing fits, and the wind blows You a^Cway ^{Am G} Oh, the ^Fwind blows you a^Cway ^{Am G} Oh, the ^Fwind blows you a^Cway ^{Am G} Oh, the ^Fwind blows you a^Cway ^{Am G}

^F I pr^Cay There will c^Amome a time when I thi^Gnk of you and I sm^File These d^Cays E^Amverything seems to l^Gast only a w^Fhile Remember the n^Cames For the d^Amay when we’d have a ^Gchild

But the tr^Fouble with dreams, they’re not what they seem, ‘cause when you awake, they through your fingers In fl^Cakes ^{Am G} They f^Fall through your fingers in fl^Cakes ^{Am G} They f^Fall through your fingers in fl^Cakes ^{Am G} They f^Fall through your fingers in fl^Cakes ^{Am G}