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Tom: F

Introdução: C    F    C    F    C    F    G    

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C                                                              F                                                                    C                                                                    F  
Thursday night, every thing's fine, except you've got that look in your eye
                                        C                                                                         F  
When I'm tellin' a story and you find it boring,
                             G                                                                                    F  
You're thinking of something to say.
                                     C                                                                         F                                         C                                         F                                      C                                         F  G  F  
You'll go along with it then drop it and humiliate me in front of our friends.
                                                                        F                                                                                                                                    C                                                                                         F  G  F  
"Yeah, intelligent input, darlin', why don't you just have another beer then?"
                                             C  
Then you'll call me a bitch
F                                                                                              C  
And everyone we're with will be embarrassed,
                  F                                                      C      F  G  F  
And I wont give a shit.
                Am                                                                                                 G  
My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
                        Am  
And I know that I should let go,
                             F  
But I can't.
                Am                                                                                                                                 G  
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
                                                                                                                                        Am  
Every time that you're upset and I smile.
                                                                                                             F  
I know I should forget, but I can't.
C                                                                            F  
You said I must eat so many lemons
C                                            F  
'Cause I am so bitter.
C                                                                 F                                                                                                            G                                                                                 F  
I said: "I'd rather be with your friends mate 'cause they are much fitter."
C                                                                                                 F  
Yes, it was childish and you got aggressive,
                  C                                                                      F  
And I must admit that I was a bit scared,
          C                                                 F                                                                      G      F  
But it gives me thrills to wind you up.
                Am                                                                                                 G  
My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
                        Am  
And I know that I should let go,
                             F  
But I can't.
                Am                                                                                                                                 G  
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
                                                                                                                                        Am  
Every time that you're upset and I smile.
                                                                                                             F  
I know I should forget, but I can't.
C                                            F                                                                    C                                                                 F                                                                            C  
Your face is pasty 'cause you've gone and got so wasted, what a surprise.
                                                                F                                                            G                                                              F  
Don't want to look at your face 'cause it's makin' me sick.
C                                                                 F                                                    C  
You've gone and got sick on my trainers,
                             F                                                            C  
I only got these yesterday.
                                                        F                                                                                 G                                            F  
Oh, my gosh, I cannot be bothered with this.
C                                                                                                                            F  
Well, I'll leave you there 'till the mornin',
                        C                                                                                              F  
And I purposely wont turn the heating on
                     C                                         F                                                                                            G                                    F  
And dear God, I hope I'm not stuck with this one.
                Am                                                                                                 G  
My fingertips are holding onto the cracks in our foundation,
                        Am  
And I know that I should let go,
                             F  
But I can't.
                Am                                                                                                                                 G  
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
                                                                                                                                        Am  
Every time that you're upset and I smile.
                                                                                                             F  
I know I should forget, but I can't.
                Am                                                                                                                                 G  
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
                                                                                                                                        Am  
Every time that you're upset and I smile.
                                                                                                             F  
I know I should forget, but I can't.
                Am                                                                                                                                 G  
And every time we fight I know it's not right,
                                                                                                                                        Am  
Every time that you're upset and I smile.
                                                                                                             F  
I know I should forget, but I can't.
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