Verse 1 D A6 You could have knocked me out with a feather
Verse C#m Seven in the morning and I'm lying in my bed A million ways to hurt you running round a
D It’s in the eyes of the children Bm As they leave for the very first time
VERSE: E F# B Right Now, We Both Know E F# G#m We're Marina Del Ray, G#m
F# C Where the fuck did Monday go? F# C
Verse 1 D Em She's an American beauty, I'm an American p
Interlude Cadd9 Dsus4 Em7 Dsus4 x2 Verse 1 Cadd9 Em7
VERSE: D Em Bm Bm oh baby, hoh-oh baby, oh baby, hoh-oh baby, D
Verse Dm Am Clap until your hands hurt Bb Dm Standing ovations or
Am Do you like it when the meter's jumpin'? G