Intro
A# (x4)
D#m Cb
Some days are all Mondays
F# G# A#
Sort of time on ice, it seems like
D#m Cb F# G# A#
Jet planes on snowed in runways under clear blue skies
Who needs it?
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing is real but the girl
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing is real but her
D#m Cb F# G# A#
Money goes to money in a figure eight around me
D#m Cb
Money, who's gonna love me
F# G# A#
If I liquidate and drown me?
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing is real but the girl
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing else feels solid
Cb C#
We believe in love
Cb C# Cb C#
We believe in little things like Heaven up above
D#m
And seven, It's a lucky number
Cb C# Cb C#
We believe that something lives inside every thing there is
Cb C#
Don't think about it much, I mean it
D#m
I believe it, I believe it
A# (x4)
D#m Cb
Wind down, put your mind down
F# G# A#
Like you're missing school
D#m Cb F# G# A#
You'll teach her to find out while you're dying in your living room
How much you need her
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing is real but the girl
Cb A#m D#m
Only her eyes are solid
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing is real but her
Cb A#m D#m
Nothing is real but the girl
(Chord sequence goes on and fades out)