Intro
F D7
Some day, some day
Gm7 C7 F
Some day I'll, I wanna wear a starry crown
verse 1
F
Some day, some day, some day
Am
I wanna lay down, like God did, on Sunday
Am
Hold up, hold up
Eb Dm Gm7 Am
Some day, some days, I remembered this on a Sunday
Bb C Gm7 Am7
Back way, yeah, way, way
Bb C
burning, mhm-mhm
F Am
Uh, some days, I wanna tell everybody,
Eb
Some days I wanna hit the red dot on everybody
Dm7
Some days, ohh (Heatstroke)
Gm7 Am Bb C
Now that I'm livin' high, I'm smokin' marijuana
Gm7 Am Bb C
Now that I'm livin' high, I do whatever I wanna, oh, yeah
F Am
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
verse 2
F
Some day we gon' set it off
Am
Some day we gon' get this off
Baby, don't you bet it all
Eb
On a pack of Fentanyl
Dm7
You might think they wrote you off
Gm7 Am
They gon' have to rope me off
Bb C Gm7 Am
Someday the drama'll be gone
Bb C F
And they'll play this song on and on
Sometimes I take all the shine
Am
Talk like I drank all the wine
Years ahead but way behind
Eb
I'm on one, two, three, four, five
Dm7
No half-truths, just naked minds
Gm7
Caught between space and time
Bb C Gm7 Am
This not what we had in mind
Bb C F
But maybe some day
F Am
I've been tryin' to make you love me
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Bb
But everything I try just takes you further from me
Outro
F Am
Woah, once again I am a child
Eb Dm7
I let it all go, of everything that I know, yeah
Gm7 Am Bb
Of everything that I know, yeah
C Gm7 Am Bb C F
And nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am Bb F
Yeah and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am Bb C F
Yeah and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
F Am
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Eb Dm7 Gm7 Am Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Gm7 Am Bb C F
Yeah and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free
N.C
We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah
Gm7 Am Bb
I put my hand on a stove, to see if I still bleed
C Am Bb C F
yeah and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free