*** verse 1:
B f#
You should take a walk
F#m e
But it’s just the same wherever you go
B f# f#m e
You just wish the ghost was gone
B f#
So you make some calls
F#m e
But it’s talking while you’re wanting to go
B f# f#m e
You’re just ringing phones for fun
C#m c#m7 a
You can always make a new excuse to cry
C#m caug e/b a#m7-5 a a2 (or c#m /c /b /a# a a2)
But you don’t have to use it on yourself
*** chorus:
E bm a
So why spend your sadness now
E bm a
Save it up for me on sunday
E bm a
And why is lonely all you have
E bm a
When love is what you’ll find on sunday
*** interlude
C#m f# b f#m f#
*** verse 2:
You might guard your heart b f#
But it’s awfully fun to have it brokena f#m e
Or at least to leave a bruise b f# f#m e
It becomes an art b f#
Though the rules of which are rarely spoken f#m e
By the lucky ones who can choose b f# f#m e
So your pain becomes another souvenir c#m c#m7 a
And your souvenirs become your world c#m caug e/b a#m7-5 a a2
*** chorus:
So why spend your sadness now e bm a
Save it up for me on sunday e bm a
And why is lonely all you have e bm a
When love is what you’ll find on sunday e bm a
*** interlude
||: f#m c#m d (1: bm) :||
*** coda:
A em d
Why spend your sadness now
A em d
Save it up for me on sunday
A em d
And why is lonely all you have
A em d
When love is what you’ll find on sunday
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