The East Pointers

Two Weeks

The East Pointers


Tom: F#m

F#m            A              B
Monday morning minus eighteen another West Jet YYJ to Calgary
F#m                        A                     B
Always knew that she’d get used to me leaving someday
F#m                      A                        B
A lot less words now her tears have run dry I can tell by the way she doesn’t hold me as tight
F#m                A                      B
And she’s thinking maybe she’s better off alone

[Pre-Chorus]
D                F#m                E                             B
Nobody warned me nobody told me I’d leave there so broke and come back so lonely
D                           F#m                   E
I’m killing my soul for the life that I’m leaving behind

[Chorus]
F#m              D                A                            E
Two weeks on and two weeks off my blood is wearing thin and my stomach’s in knots
F#m                     D                                A                E
Too much thinking ‘bout the time you have lost when it’s two weeks on and two weeks off

[Verse 2]
F#m               A                    B
I punch in *idol* whiskey on my breath by the night comes I take whatever I can get
F#m              A                      B
Blowing black on money I should’ve sent home
F#m                   A                        B
Two more days and I’m east coast bound I’ll be praying she’s there when wheels touch down
F#m             A                        B
Maybe there’s a job home that’ll keep me this time

[Pre-Chorus]
D                F#m                E                             B
Nobody warned me nobody told me I’d leave there so broke and come back so lonely
D                           F#m                   E
I’m killing my soul for the life that I’m leaving behind

[Chorus]
F#m              D                A                            E
Two weeks on and two weeks off my blood is wearing thin and my stomach’s in knots
F#m                     D                                A                E
Too much thinking ‘bout the time you have lost when it’s two weeks on and two weeks off

[Instrumental]
F#m A B x2

[Bridge]
D                F#m                E                             B
Nobody warned me nobody told me I’d leave there so broke and come back so lonely

[Chorus]
F#m              D                A                            E
Two weeks on and two weeks off my blood is wearing thin and my stomach’s in knots
F#m                     D                                A                E
Too much thinking ‘bout the time you have lost when it’s two weeks on and two weeks off

[Outro]
F#m A B x2

F#m            A              B
Monday morning minus eighteen another West Jet YYJ to Calgary