(these are all Barred chords except for the E chord) Living in living rooms and it's true That I haven't gone to bed since the last time that I saw you Cause going to couch or going to floor Well it doesn't quite provide the eight hours That my body is screaming for (same chords for the rest of song) Cause we've been driving round singing songs about Driving round singing songs And I don't wanna have fun with anyone but you So take the Great Ocean Road at midnight I'll get in at three and meet me in between Where I am and where I wanna be Cause every night's a Saturday night and Every day's a Monday morning Everything ever happened the past month and We didn't get a single warning And everything that we believe about each other has been proven right it seems And all we have left is what the King said Don't fuck with our dreams I set to wandering like I always say I do Walked the flat city streets looking for a sign of a past you And knee deep in alcohol and borrowed souls I skipped another sonnet to open myself up to the hope and road And as the dry wheat fields fly by ready to burn In the overtaking lane I take a second to learn From the mangled advice I was given last night by the sweaty guys With the glassy eyes And every night's a Saturday night and Every day's a Monday morning Everything ever happened the past month and We didn't get a single warning And everything that we believe about each other has been proven right it seems And all we have left is what the King said Don't fuck with our dreams I wanna leave something permanent on this stretch of road Something that won't fly away like the dust and the exhaust smoke we breathe in To strengthen the low Like when you said If I'm gonna die, at least I died helping someone That's what you were thinking when you held together your own I can't take another late night phone call From some other far from home hospital I came so close to giving up Why has my way of coping become a reason to spill blood? But now isn't the time for backing down Got our feet so firm on the ground So call me what you will I don't care I know what happened I was there We know what happened we were there Yeah call me what you will I don't care I know what happened I was there We know what happened we were there I know what happened I was there We know what happened we were there I know what happened I was there We know what happened we were there And every night's a Saturday night and Every day's a Monday morning Everything ever happened the past month and We didn't get a single warning And everything that we believe about each other has been proven right it seems And all we have left is what the King said Don't fuck with our dreams Don't fuck with our dreams Don't fuck with our dreams Don't fuck with our.... whoooah

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