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