The Feel Good Song Of The Year(Keyboard chords)

	        




Intro: Woman speaking 

Then 
Bm  G  D  A   x2 
Bm  G  D  A F# 


verse 1: 
I never thought the  
Bm 
day would come when I 
                    G 
Would be the poison in 
the pen I use to write 
    D 
You said you were alone in  
              A           F#/Bb 
somewhat of a nervous tone 
                   G 
I guess it was the blank 
look on your face that 
    Bm        A 
was easy to replace 



   D 
So then I went and drank 
                  A 
myself into an idiot 
all through the night 
  F#/Bb 
Recounting all my 
Bm           A 
paranoid and selfish 
             G     A    F# 
thoughts but I was right 



Post Chorus: Bm  F#(hold) 


verse 2: 
I made a space for  
Bm 
you inside my soul 
                    G 
And let my feelings kill 
the part that I control 
   D 
So part of you was me 
                 A 
neglectful maybe cold 
         F#/Bb 
it seemed     Despite 
           G 
having the wounds we 
both imbibe the scars are 
Bm                 A 
somewhere we can't hide 


  D 
I then stayed up for two 

more years just thinking 
       A 
of the sacrifice you made 
  F#/Bb            Bm 
Indifferent to the reason 
     A             G   D/F# Em 
so apparent in the pain 
  D 
I polished off another 
drink and taught myself 
   F#m 
to numb and drift away 
             G 
For one more night so 
        A           Bm F# 
I could justify the day 



Bridge: 
   G          A 
So now I entertain 
the thought of 
F#/Bb         Bm 
going on all alone 
    E 
But you are all the 
               A    G D/F# Em 
life I've ever known 


Chorus 3: 
  D 
I swear one day I'll get 
it back something that 
     A 
is already dead and gone 
 F#/Bb          Bm 
Again i see the trumpet 
       A 
player looking for his 
G   G D/F# Em      D 
song         Don't worry 
I won't follow you that part 
         F#m 
of me is learning to let got 
            G 
What was a space is like 
  A            Bm  Bm Bm(hold)
a cancer in my soul
	        

Written by Tony Sly