(E7: 020000)
Bm A
Thinking 'bout the New Year
D C#m
All the dirt it'll attract
Bm A
Kicked apart the last one
D C#m
Glad to see it done
D A
I want days so perfect
E B7
Perfect in ways I've never seen
D A
Wearing leaden frames
E B7
Grim and pure, like me
Bm A
Counting up your blessings
D C#m
Think of all the things you lack
Bm A
Counting down to zero
D C#m
And you'll never get it back
D A
E lot of heads need breaking
E B7
But I know that thought is wrong
D A
Things might turn against me
E B7
Then again, I'd do the same
Bm A
One foot on the platform
D C#m
One foot on the train
Bm A
D F#m