Maybe Another Day
Quadeca
Bm
(início)
Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this mornin', or should I say afternoon? C Bmaj7 Everything is borin', I'ma fuck up my attitude Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this evenin', I'ma have to get back to you C Bmaj7 Tomorrow- (Tomorrow, yeah)
Verse 1
Gmaj7 F#m And I came right back (Yeah), yeah Takin' it the wrong way, what I say? C No, it ain't like that Bmaj7 I been feelin' off a little bit, disregard all of this shit Gmaj7 It's a strange timelapse or a lapse in time F#m I've been really good at passin' mine (Yeah) C Only feelin’ good for half the climb Bmaj7 I've been livin', lookin' back in time Gmaj7 F#m I've been livin' in the past, that's got me sinking through the mud, uh (Yeah) C Bmaj7 I'm not unhappy, I've just been thinking to mu-uch, uh Gmaj7 So much so that the sun don't come F#m Feels like an acquaintance to me, days have been waitin' for me (Truе) C Bmaj7 My family calls me a mo'fuckin' vampire, melatonin bеing patient with me Gmaj7 F#m Now the timezones bleed, it's routine, I'm a traveller These heights are getting scary to see C Bmaj7 And everybody want a feature, wanna speak to my manager Just sounding like Karens to me Gmaj7 So tell me, what now? F#m Why my catharsis feelin' like errands to me? C It's a target, archers with no arrows to tee Bmaj7 It's apparent to me And I said
Chorus
Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this mornin', or should I say afternoon? C Bmaj7 Everything is borin', I'ma fuck up my attitude Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this evenin', I'ma have to get back to you C Bmaj7 Tomorrow, yeah, mm Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this mornin', or should I say afternoon? C Bmaj7 Everything is borin', I'ma fuck up my attitude Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this evenin', I'ma have to get back to you C Bmaj7 Tomorrow, yeah, mm
Post-Chorus
Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 Tracks I'm sinking in Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 What you think of him again? Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 I can't leave your bed Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 Ain't no other way, maybe another day
Bridge
Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 Maybe another day (I've been standin' at the face of it) Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 I need you to stay (I've been tryna get away from it)
Verse 2
Gmaj7 F#m Yeah, tryna kill my coma C Bmaj7 Fuck this self-reflection bullshit, I already filled my quota Gmaj7 F#m At least twelve times over, I've been trying too much lately C I've been doin' some thinkin' about how much I've been thinkin' Bmaj7 And I think I overthink a little too much maybe? Gmaj7 Maybe not, I don't know, I got a fear of flyin' F#m I been in the sky on a one-way (Whoa) C Every plane hit the ground someday Bmaj7 Who knows if it ends on the runway? (Someday, runway) Gmaj7 But I still shake with the turbulence F#m Stewardess come with an arrangement of services C I don't know what I wanna drink Bmaj7 Bitch, I'm tryna rethink what my fate and my purpose is over here, uh (Ow!) Gmaj7 Thought we was close, but it's nowhere near, uh F#m Fuck it, so much for the golden years, uh C I'm feelin' down on my downtime Bmaj7 I'm feelin' now it's about time Gmaj7 That I say, uh F#m C Bmaj7 I'ma hit you back another day, yeah
Chorus
Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this mornin', or should I say afternoon? C Bmaj7 Everything is borin', I'ma fuck up my attitude Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this evenin', I'ma have to get back to you C Bmaj7 Tomorrow, yeah, mm Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this mornin', or should I say afternoon? (Maybe another day) C Bmaj7 Everything is borin', I'ma fuck up my attitude Gmaj7 F#m I woke up this evenin', I'ma have to get back to you (I need you to stay) C Bmaj7 Tomorrow, yeah, mm
Post-Chorus
Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 Tracks I'm sinking in Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 What you think of him again? Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 I can't leave your bed Gmaj7 F#m C Bmaj7 Ain't no other way, maybe another day
Outro
Gmaj7 Bm Every now and then Dmaj7 Bm Know that life can never be the same again Gmaj7 Bm Pretend, pretend, pretend Dmaj7 Bm I love you, even though, when I see you at the door Gmaj7 Dmaj7 And I realize it's nothin' but the end
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