Some Days

Em Bm some days feel alone , on your own , like a rolling stone G D a perfect waste of a perfect day Em some days feel like chores , Bm you get more than you bargain for G D a heavy plate for one to undertake Em Bm i hate to say "i told you so" , G D but i just thought i’d let you know Em Bm G D some days , they taste like lemonade Em Bm G D some days can feel like razorblades Em Bm G D i wish i could float away , some days Em Bm some days smell like spring , birds , they sing , jasmine’s blossoming G D everything , oh it’s everything Em Bm some times things can seem evergreen , like the tv screen G D reality , it’s reality Em Bm i hate to say "i told you so" , G D but i just thought i’d let you know Em Bm G D some days , they taste like lemonade Em Bm G D some days can feel like razorblades Em Bm G D i wish i could float away , some days Em Bm i hate to say "i told you so" . . . . . . Em Bm G D some days , they taste like lemonade Em Bm G D some days can feel like razorblades Em Bm G D i wish i could float away , some days Em Bm G D some days , they taste like lemonade Em Bm G D some days can feel like razorblades Em Bm G D i wish i could float away , some days