Em                            Bm
Some days feel alone, on your own,

Like a rolling stone
  G                  D
A perfect waste of a perfect day
Em
Some days feel like chores,
        Bm
You get more than you bargain for
  G                      D
A heavy plate for one to undertake

Em             Bm
I hate to say "I told you so",
    G              D
But I just thought I'd let you know

Em   Bm         G          D
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Em   Bm       G         D
Some days can feel like razorblades
Em                   Bm         G       D
I wish I could float away, some days

Em                                       Bm
Some days smell like spring, birds, they sing, jasmine's blossoming
G                   D
Everything, oh it's everything
Em                             Bm
Some times things can seem evergreen, like the TV screen
G             D
Reality, it's reality

Em             Bm
I hate to say "I told you so",
    G              D
But I just thought I'd let you know

Em   Bm         G          D
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Em   Bm       G         D
Some days can feel like razorblades
Em                   Bm         G       D
I wish I could float away, some days

Em             Bm
I hate to say "I told you so"......

Em   Bm         G          D
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Em   Bm       G         D
Some days can feel like razorblades
Em                   Bm         G       D
I wish I could float away, some days

Em   Bm         G          D
Some days, they taste like lemonade
Em   Bm       G         D
Some days can feel like razorblades
Em                   Bm         G       D
I wish I could float away, some days