Cm They found him in the gutter at Fm the business end of another Friday night Cm Someone who'd clearly been there before Fm I didn't feel I had to ask him why Cm I have never understood why we need to know Fm The reasons for everyone else's strifes Cm Sometimes you don't need sympathy Fm To get the words right Gm G# A# Caught in anguish Cm He was G# A# Cm Sometimes that's enough Cm For here we're singing Chorus: D# Gm/D Cm Oh, looks like the end again Fm Gm G# A# Her body bleachin' out into the waves Cm It's still the loudest thing D# Gm/D Cm Oh, I wish I had all my friends Fm Gm Somewhere drinking G# A# The sunny afternoon Cm Into oblivion G# A# But that's not your fault Cm How could that be my fault? So we walked into a house party Of someone, someone somehow knew all about And all the young girls turned up late and drank us all to some kind of stand still With looks of "Heard it all before" And distant ideas of death and thrills And in absence, asked the host if he had any left And somehow I did feel like yesterday was ours But it's gone Yesterday was ours All along And they were singing Chorus: Oh, looks like the end again Her body bleaching out into the waves It's still the loudest thing Oh, I wish I had all my friends Out there drinking the sunny afternoon Into oblivion But that's not your fault How could that be your fault? | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA# Cm D D# Fm G# Gm |