Seconds

^GShe, she used to live with his b^Amrother Now she's an unmarried m^Fother with a^Amnother on the w^Gay He's second rate twisted out of ^Amshape and he looks a^F state, it costs so m^Amuch to look this ^Grough They go to t^Dmown they like to shop a^Cround and look at all those things All those things they never w^G/Banted anyway She hates his h^Dmair that stupid coat he w^Cears but sometimes second best is the best that you can ^G/Bget Oh yes oh somebody told me

^F'Cos seconds turn to ^Amhours and the hours turn into d^Cays but still it feels like m^Emorning ^FThe first time leaves its t^Amrace and then slides into second p^Clace and still it feels like m^Emorning ^FAt night they try to ^Amfly hold on tight and close their ^Ceyes and they hit the ground in the m^Emorning

^GBut in the morning it's r^Amaining Oh Christ you're always co^Fmplaining can't you t^Amhink of something e^Glse It's nearly-^Dmnu, a bargain basement ^Cmade for two And if you blur your eyes you could be anywhere you ^G/Bwant yourself to be Oh yeah, it's ^Dmbad I know you want to l^Caugh, so laugh But sometimes second best is all that you can ^G/Bget Oh yeah, oh somebody told me

The seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place and still it feels like morning At night they try to fly hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning

^AmBut you're so p^Gerfect you don't ^G/Dinterest me at^Dsus2 all You're golden boy fell down ^C G6/B Don't you know he hasn't got a personality' And I know he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds yeah

The seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place and still it feels like morning At night they try to fly, hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning

^FMy God they're still a^Amlive, they got it wrong but they still t^Cried And they made it through to the m^Emorning ^Am

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