Missed my a larm clock ring in’.

Woke up, tel e phone scream in’; (Ab5)boss man sing in’ his same ol’ (Eb5)song.

Drove in late a bout an hour, no cup of cof fee, no show er, (Ab5)walk of shame with two dif f’rent shoes on.

Now it’s (Cm)poor me, why me, oh me, bor in’, the same old worn out blah blah sto ry.

There’s no good ex pla na tion for it at all.

(Eb)Ain’t no rhyme or rea son, (Bb)no com pli cat ed mean in’.

(Cm)Ain’t no need to o ver think it.

(Ab)Let go, laugh in’.

(Eb)Life don’t go quite like you planned it.

(Bb)We try so hard to un der stand it.

The (Cm)ir re fut a ble, (Bb)in dis put a ble (Ab)fact is:

Psssh!

It (Eb5)hap pens.

My (Eb)trust y rust y had a flat.

I bor rowed my neigh bor’s Cad il lac, “I’ll be right back; go in’ down to Wal ly World.”

That yel low light turned red too quick ly; knew that truck the mo ment it hit me.

Out stepped my ex and his new (Eb)girl.

But it’s (Cm)hap pens.

(Eb)Ain’t no rhyme or rea son, (Bb)no com pli cat ed mean in’.

(Cm)Ain’t no need to o ver think it.

(Ab)Let (CN.C.)go, laugh in’.

(Eb)Life don’t go quite like you planned it.

(Bb)We try so hard to un der stand it.

The (Cm)ir re fut a ble, (Bb)in dis put a ble (Ab)fact is,

yeah, the (Cm)ir re fut a ble, (Bb)in dis put a ble, (Cm)ab so lut a ble, (Bb)to tal ly beau ti ful (Ab)fact is:

(CN.C.)Psssh!

It (Eb5)hap pens.