G
When I go home alone

I drive past the place where I was born
F
And the places that I used to drink
Am                                   G
Young and drunk and stumbling in the street
                              F
Outside the Joiners Arms like foals unsteady on their feet
G
With the art students and the boys in bands
G                                F
High on E and holding hands with someone that I just met

G                          F
I thought, "It doesn't get better than this
                     Am                G
There can be nothing better than this, better than this."

G
And we climbed onto the roof, the museum
                 F
And someone made love in the ground
Am
And I'd forgot my name
                       G
And the way back to my mother's house
G
With your black cool eyes and your bitten lips
G
The world is at your fingertips

F              Am
It doesn't get better than this
                   G
What else could be better than this?

[Refrão]

G
Oh, don't you know? I have seen
                F
I have seen the fields aflame
Am
And everything I ever did
         G
Was just another way to scream your name

G                               F
Over and over and over and over again
G                               F
Over and over and over and over again

G
And we're just children wanting children of our own
         F
I wanted space to watch things grow
    Am                                G
But did I dream too big? Do I have to let it go?
                                                   F
And what if one day there is no such thing as snow?
                  Am       G
Oh God, what do I know?

And I don't know anything
Except that green is so green
And there's a special kind of sadness that seems to come with spring

[Refrão]

G
Oh, don't you know? I have seen
                F
I have seen the fields aflame
Am
And everything I ever did
         G
Was just another way to scream your name

G                               F
Over and over and over and over again
G                               F
Over and over and over and over again

[Refrão]

G
Oh, don't you know that I have seen
                F
I have seen the fields aflame?
Am
But everything I ever did
         G
Was just another way to scream your name