William Fitzsimmons - Second hand smoke

^GWhite lines ^DWhite sky ^CLight through a s^Gliding glass door, I ^GWoke up; ^Dwashed off the ^Csecond hand smoke ^GThe second hand smoke

^GTime did ^Dwhat time does; ^CBurned all the ^Gdays and years and I ^GWoke up; ^Dwashed off the ^Csecond hand smoke ^GThe second hand smoke

^EmAnd where did we ^Dgo so wrong? ^CI was hiding from the rain and the ^Grolling thunder ^EmAnd where do we ^Dgo from here? ^CI'll be hoping that somebody will ^Cbreak my cover

^GChanged plans, ^Dwashed hands ^CHow do I ^Gturn back time ^GLay down, ^Dbreathe in the ^Csecond hand smoke ^GThe second hand smoke

^GThese lines ^Dwhich bind; ^CYoull never ^Gwash me of it now ^GFloat on ^Dsomewhere in ^Csecond hand smoke ^GIn second hand smoke -- I know

^EmWhere did we ^Dgo so wrong? ^CI was hiding from the rain and the ^Grolling thunder ^EmWhere do we ^Dgo from here? ^CI was hoping that somebody would ^Gbreak my cover

^EmWhere did we ^Dgo so wrong? ^CI was hiding from the rain and the ^Grolling thunder ^EmWhere do we ^Dgo from here? ^CI was hoping that somebody would ^Gbreak my cover

^EmWhere did you ^Dgo so wrong? ^CI was scared that someday ^Gmaybe you'd pull us under ^EmWhere do we ^Dgo from here? ^CIn second hand smoke, ^Gin second hand smoke

^CSecondhand smoke, ^Gsecondhand smoke ^{Em D C C G}