Oh Honey - Cracks in the floor of heaven

Ma^Eybe we got it all wr^Aong, was^Eting time pretending we’re s^Atrong Pull ^C#mover the car to the s^Aide of the road, L^Eet’s talk it out under the c^F#migarette glow M^C#maybe we ^A were right all al^Eong

Stop looking do^Awn, one man’s ^Ewater is another man??^A?s wine, Somebody’s ^Edaughter winds up somebody??^C#m?s bride Even three words can h^F#urt you sometimes, Maybe the cr^Aacks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the s^Eky

L^Eace me up, let me trip in those bo^Aots There’^Es no such thing as a lover’s heart, that ain’t felt black^A and blue I’d ^C#mrather we fight, use the ^Awords as our guns, Le^Eave as the leader of an ^F#marmy of one M^C#maybe we ^A were right all al^Eong

^B Maybe the cracks in the floor of He^Aaven are the stars in the sky ^B Maybe life is just a r^Aoad trip between ‘hello’ and ‘goodbye’ ^C#m So let’s stop the wo^Andering, see what’s on the oth^Eer side

Maybe the cr^Aacks in the floor of Heaven are the stars in the s^Eky