Intro
Gm Dm D# A# x2
[Verse 1]
Gm Dm D# Dm
Some things are better left unsaid, you'll find a nice place to hide them.
Gm Dm D# Dm
But days like this there is just too much going on.
[Interlude]
Gm Dm D# A#
[Verse 2]
Gm Dm D# Dm
So I'm picking up the pieces of my past but I can't find no peace at all.
Gm Dm D# Dm
So in other words: I am so ready to be found.
[Verse 3]
Gm Dm D# A#
So I'll try and I might, stand up and fight to leave this place someday.
Gm Dm
All I need is that moment to make me believe
D# A# F F Gm
that you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright.
[Chorus]
D# A# F Gm
Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes.
D# A# F F
I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, Lord I need to be saved
A# F F
and then I'll be alright, alright.
[Interlude]
Gm Dm D# A#
[Verse 4]
Gm Dm D# Dm
Oh yeah, on days like these there is just too much going on.
Gm Dm D# A#
So I try and I might, stand up and fight to leave this place someday.
Gm Dm
All I need is that moment to make me believe
D# A# F F Gm
that you're alive and then I'll be alright, alright.
[Chorus]
D# A# F Gm
Paradise grown cold, one hand on my door, way too high hopes.
D# A# F F
I can't tell right from wrong, show me how it's done, Lord I need to be saved
D# A#
and then I'll be alright,
F Gm
and then I'll be alright,
D# A#
and then I'll be alright,
F Gm
and then I'll be alright, yeah
[Outro]
D# A# F Gm
D# A# F Am7