Tom: D
Introdução: Dm F Bb
Dm F
I don't plan anything
Bb
I'm trying to come
Dm
home thoughts of
F
you are always on
Bb Dm
my mind a runaway
F
from problems my
Bb
excuse when i am there
Dm F
you roll over once
Bb Dm
again I'm gone I'm old
F
it's plain to see this
Bb Dm
life of tragedy save
F
it for later that's
Bb
fucked we always said
F
what will that do for us
C/E
what will that do for us
Dm Am Bb
what will that do for us now
F
I tried to paint a picture
C
of the time that we
Dm
once shared you never
Am Bb
seemed to be so concerned
Dm
The story goes like
F
this you say I'm
Bb
almost never
Dm
there independence
F Bb
is what you want
Dm
an arm to hold on
F Bb
someone to sleep next
Dm
to in the night rolling
F
over once again I'm
Bb Dm
gone look through the
F Bb
backlog and index of
Dm
thoughts this time
F Bb
it won't get to me
F
what will that do for us
C/E
what will that do for us
Dm Am Bb
what will that do for us now
F
I tried to paint a picture
C
of the time that we
Dm
once shared you never
Am Bb
seemed to be so concerned
C
science of love carry
Bb
hanging on and on
F F/A
And I don't care
Bb Eb
anything you'll
F C Eb Bb
never come at all
F F/A
And Thoughts see you
Bb Eb Bb
were on my mind
F C Eb Bb
You will never know
Bb
What will you do for us