Benson Boone

Nights Like These

Benson Boone


Tom: D

[Intro] C  Em  D  Am

[Primeira Parte]

C
 Lights are low
              Em                D
My hands are cold against the wheel
                       Am
And you still have my coat
C                      Em              D
 Eyes are lost in the fog without you here
                     Am
And I can't see the road

[Pré-Refrão]

          Em
Now I'm standing at your door
       C
And I hope that you're not home
              Em       D    C
So, I can get used to being alone

[Refrão]

                 C                        Em
On nights like these when my willpower's weak
           D                    Am
I'm gonna call, so just let it ring
                    C                             Em
I'll drive these streets, don't come looking for me
                   D                  Am
If you're letting go, then I'm gonna need
                   C
More nights like these

[Segunda Parte]

C                               Em             D
 I fight the urge to write the words up in my head
                         Am
That I know I shouldn't send (That I know I shouldn't send)
C                                Em                         D
 It's hard to heal when I keep stealing glances at your picture

So I look away again

[Refrão]

                 C                        Em
On nights like these when my willpower's weak
           D                    Am
I'm gonna call, so just let it ring
                    C                             Em
I'll drive these streets, don't come looking for me
                   D
If you're letting go, then I'm gonna need
      Am
More nights like

[Ponte]

C
 You gotta let me drown
Em                       D
 You gotta let me fall apart

Without you here to catch me
C
 And if you're not around
Em                          D
 I gotta learn to face the dark
                                    C   Em
'Cause days turn into nights like these

Nights like these (Nights like these)

[Refrão]

                                    C                        Em
'Cause days turn into nights like these when my willpower's weak
           D                    Am
I'm gonna call, so just let it ring
                    C                             Em
I'll drive these streets, don't come looking for me
                   D
If you're letting go, then I'm gonna need
                   C     Em
More nights like these
              D     Em  C
Nights like these