The Maine - Some days

^EmSome days feel alone, on your ^Bmown, Like a rolling stone A ^Gperfect waste of a ^Dperfect day ^EmSome days feel like chores, You get ^Bmmore than you bargain for A ^Gheavy plate for one to ^Dundertake

^EmI hate to say &^Bmquot;I told you so", But ^GI just thought ^DI'd let you know

^EmSome ^Bmdays, they ^Gtaste like ^Dlemonade ^EmSome ^Bmdays can ^Gfeel like ^Drazorblades ^EmI wish I could float ^Bmaway, some ^Gdays ^D

^EmSome days smell like spring, birds, they ^Bmsing, jasmine's blossoming ^GEverything, oh it's ^Deverything ^EmSome times things can seem ever^Bmgreen, like the TV screen ^GReality, it's ^Dreality

^EmI hate to say &^Bmquot;I told you so", But ^GI just thought ^DI'd let you know

^EmSome ^Bmdays, they ^Gtaste like ^Dlemonade ^EmSome ^Bmdays can ^Gfeel like ^Drazorblades ^EmI wish I could float ^Bmaway, some ^Gdays ^D

^EmI hate to say &^Bmquot;I told you so"...... ^EmSome ^Bmdays, they ^Gtaste like ^Dlemonade ^EmSome ^Bmdays can ^Gfeel like ^Drazorblades ^EmI wish I could float ^Bmaway, some ^Gdays ^D

^EmSome ^Bmdays, they ^Gtaste like ^Dlemonade ^EmSome ^Bmdays can ^Gfeel like ^Drazorblades ^EmI wish I could float ^Bmaway, some ^Gdays ^D