New Order - Blue monday

^CHow ^Gdoes it ^AMfeel To ^Ctreat me ^Glike you ^AMdo When you’ve ^Claid your ^Ghands upon ^AMme And ^DMtold me w^Gho you a^AMre

I ^Cthought I ^Gwas ^AMmistaken I ^Cthought I ^Gheard your ^AMwords Tell me ^Chow ^Gdo I ^AMfeel Tell me now ^DMhow d^Go I f^AMeel

^CThose who ^Gcame before ^AMme ^CLived through ^Gtheir vo^AMcations From the ^Cpast un^Gtil com^AMpletion They will ^DMturn aw^Gay no m^AMore

And I ^Cstill ^Gfind it so ^AMhard To ^Csay what I ^Gneed to ^AMsay But I'm ^Cquite sure ^Gthat you'll ^AMtell me Just how ^DMI should f^Geel t^AModay

I ^Csee a ^Gship in the ^AMharbor I ^Ccan and ^Gshall ^AMobey But if it ^Cwasn’t for ^Gyour mis^AMfortunes I’d be a ^DMheavenly p^Gerson t^AModay

And I ^Cthought I ^Gwas mis^AMtaken And I ^Cthought I ^Gheard you ^AMspeak Tell me ^Chow ^Gdo I ^AMfeel Tell me now ^DMhow s^Ghould I f^AMeel

I ^Cthought I ^Gtold you to ^AMleave me While I ^Cwalked ^Gdown to the ^AMbeach Tell me ^Chow ^Gdoes it ^AMfeel When ^DMyour heart g^Grows c^AMold