On a Mon day I am wait ing.

I get Tues day, I am fad ing.

And by Wed n’sday I can’t sleep.

When the phone rings, I hear you.

And the dark ness is a clear view ’cause you’ve (Gsus2)come to res cue me.

(Bm)Fall,

with you I fall so fast.

I can hard ly catch my breath, I hope it lasts.

(D)Ooh,

seems like I can fi n’ly (A5)rest my head on some thin’ real.

I like the way that feels.

(D)Ooh,

it’s as if you know me bet ter (A5)than I ev er knew my self.

I love how you can tell all the piec es, piec es,

(D)piec es of me.

All the piec es, piec es,

piec es of me.

I am mood y, I am mess y.

I get rest less and it’s sense less how you nev er seem to care.

When I’m an gry, you lis ten.

Make me hap py, it’s a mis sion and you (Gsus2)won’t stop ’til I’m there.

(Bm)Fall,

with you I fall so fast.

When I hit that bot tom crash, you’re all I have.

(D)Ooh,

seems like I can fi n’ly (A5)rest my head on some thin’ real.

I like the way that feels.

(D)Ooh,

it’s as if you know me bet ter (A5)than I ev er knew my self.

I love how you can tell all the piec es, piec es,

(D)piec es of me.

All the piec es, piec es,

piec es of me.

I am mood (D)piec es of me.

How do you know

ev ’ry thing I’m a (D)bout to say?

Am I that ob vi ous?

And if it’s writ ten on my face,

I hope it nev er goes

a way,

yeah.

On a Mon day, I am wait ing.

And by Tues day, I am fad ing in to your arms

so I can breathe.

how you can tell.

Ooh,

(G5)I love how you can tell.

Ooh,

(G5)I love how you can tell all the piec es, piec es,

(E6)piec es of me.

All the piec es,

piec es, (G6/9)piec es of me.