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