Fairground Saints

Somethin From Nothin

Fairground Saints


Tom: F#

F#
I get up I get down to the sound of your love
G#m                                   F#
Always telling myself that I’m never enough

Just a bird in the sky with my eyes on the road
                      G#m
I don’t want to be just another one of your seasons
C#                                  F#
Just another one of your reasons to go


[Chorus:]
 D#m            B                         F#
Somedays I get high on the side of your shoulder
 D#m            B                   F#
Somedays I wake up to a bed so much colder
 D#m                    B
It’s getting harder to function
F#                     C#
If this is all a conjunction
D#m                B                          C#
Baby is it really worth making somethin from nothin
      F#
Whoyeah


[Verse 2:]
F#
I get lost I get found floating high in these clouds
G#m                                        F#
Searching for all the ways I can keep you around

Just a word on a page just a girl on your arm
                        G#m
Well I don’t want to be just another one of your seasons
C#                                   F#
Just another one of your reasons to go


[Chorus:]
 D#m            B                         F#
Somedays I get high on the side of your shoulder
 D#m            B                   F#
Somedays I wake up to a bed so much colder
 D#m                    B
It’s getting harder to function
F#                     C#
If this is all a conjunction
D#m                B                          C#
Baby is it really worth making somethin from nothin
      F#
Whoyeah


[Verse 3:]
 G#m               F#
I’ve been sinking overthinking everything
G#m               E   B
And it’s getting old
G#m
Wounds won’t break me
F#                            G#m
Scars don’t make me up that I am
                      E    B
Don’t think all those show
E      D#m
Let it go
          E            B            C#
But I just thought that you should know


[Chorus:]
 D#m            B                         F#
Somedays I get high on the side of your shoulder
 D#m            B                   F#
Somedays I wake up to a bed so much colder
 D#m                    B
It’s getting harder to function
F#                     C#
If this is all a conjunction
D#m                B                          C#
Baby is it really worth making somethin from nothin
      F#
Whoyeah