Tom: C
Introdução: C F G7
C F G7
Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth,
C F G7
Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth,
C F G7
Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof,
C F G7
Nothing's changed.
C F G7
Sometimes words don't say enough,
C F G7
Sometimes silence says too much,
C F G7
Too close for comfort but too far too touch,
C F G7
Nothing's changed.
F G7
Sun still shiny in the play ground,
C G7 Am
Water still running like a grey hound,
F G7
My heads still drumming when i lay down,
C C7
Nothing strange,
F G7
We still rattle round the same town,
C G7 Am
Like two little stones in a coke can,
F G7
Like two lost kids at a fairground,
C F G7
Nothing's changed.
C F G7
Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night,
C F G7
Drunk man singing in the morning light,
C F G7
Too brave to fall but to scared to fight,
C C7
Nothing's changed,
F G7
Sun still shining in the play ground,
C G7 Am
Water still running like a greyhound,
F G7
My heads still drumming when i lay down,
C C7
Nothing strange,
F G7
We're just dancers waiting in the wings,
C G7 Am
Ain't no answers blowing in the wind,
F G7
Ain't no saint no sin,
C
And nothings changed.