C Bb F Eb
Casual acquaintances because time just won't allow
C Bb F Eb
I can see their disappointed faces in the crowd
[Verse 1]
C
Beauty is the lure, trouble at the rod
I don't need another chicken in the pot
[Pre-chorus]
C
I seem to always find myself wondering how I'm here again
I can never clear a space without some mess finding its way in
C Bb Am Gm
People love to talk until they're finally sure I'm somewhat interested
C Bb Am Gm
I spend my time wondering how they can't tell I'm not listening
C Bb Am Gm
No I'm not listening
C Bb Am Gm
[Interlude]
C
[Chorus]
F G C Em
Too many things to do with nothing good to say
F G C Em
Just more clouds on a sunny day
F G C Em
Too many things to do with nothing good to say
F G C Em
Just more clouds on a sunny day
[Verse 2]
C
Liquor is the lure, trouble at the rod
Tell myself one more then I hit the rock
[Pre-chorus]
C Bb Am Gm
I seem to always find myself wondering how I'm here again
C Bb Am Gm
I can never clear a space without some mess finding its way in
C Bb Am Gm
People love to talk until they're finally sure I'm somewhat interested
C Bb Am Gm
I spend my time wondering how they can't tell I'm not listening
[Interlude]
C
[Chorus]
F G C Em
Too many things to do with nothing good to say
F G C Em
Just more clouds on a sunny day
F G C Em
Too many things to do with nothing good to say
F G C Em
Just more clouds on a sunny day
