2 acessos
Am Em F Em Some things are better left unsaid, you'll find a nice place to hide them. Am Em F Em But days like this there is just too much going on. [Interlude] Am Em F C [Verse 2] Am Em F Em So I'm picking up the pieces of my past but I can't find no peace at all. Am Em F Em So in other words: I am so ready to be found. [Verse 3] Am Em F C So I'll try and I might, stand up and fight to leave this place someday. Am Em All I need is that moment to make me believe F C G G Am that you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright. [Chorus] F C G Am Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes. F C G G I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, Lord I need to be saved C G G and then I'll be alright, alright. [Interlude] Am Em F C [Verse 4] Am Em F Em Oh yeah, on days like these there is just too much going on. Am Em F C So I try and I might, stand up and fight to leave this place someday. Am Em All I need is that moment to make me believe F C G G Am that you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright. [Chorus] F C G Am Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes. F C G G I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, Lord I need to be saved F C and then I'll be alright, G Am and then I'll be alright, F C and then I'll be alright, G Am and then I'll be alright, yeah [Outro] F C G Am F C G Am7