Вершы: Til Tuesday. Lover's Day.

F#m b f#m b

F#m
We're so close but I just can't
B
Ruin everything I ever planned
F#m
I've got no room for guilt this year
B
I'm trying hard to keep my conscience clear
B
And it's clear
D a/c# b
But he knows just what he wants today
D a/c# b
And I could just let it happen - yeah
D a e
The more I think the worse I guess
C# f#m
The more I guess the worse I am

F#m /e
(no, no, do not stay)
Bm d
There's no such thing as lover's day
F#m /e
(run, run, run away)
Bm d f#m b
There's no such thing as lover's day


I want to see him right up close f#m
I want to find out everything he knows f#m b
But everything come's back to you f#m
There's no way to betray and still be true f#m b

And it's true b
But he knows just what he wants today d a/c# b
And I could just let it happen d a/c# b
The more I think the worse I guess d a e
The more I guess the worse I am e c# f#m

(no, no, do not stay) f#m /e
There's no such thing as lover's day bm d
(run, run, run away) f#m /e
There's no such thing as lover's day bm d

(no, no, do not stay) f#m /e
There's no such thing as lover's day bm d
(run, run, run away) f#m /e
There's no such thing as lover's day bm d

*** instrumental:
(d a bm? )


F#m /e bm d
There's no such thing as lover's day
F#m /e bm d
There's no such thing as lover's day
F#m /e bm d
There's no such thing as lover's day

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There's no such thing
There's no such thing
There's no such thing as lover's day