A                        D 
What will we do now, you tell me 
    A                       F/A 
The hourglass is all out of sand 
    A               A7          D       Dm 
How could life slip through our fingers 
          A                       G   
And leave nothing but time on our hands 
 
    G                         A    D     
And how will we live now, you tell me 
     A                        F/A 
With parts of our hearts torn away 
     A              A7         D 
Just existing makes dying look easy 
Dm       A                       E     A      D    E   D 
Maybe tomorrow, I've done enough dyin' today 
 
 
And how will I sleep now, you tell me 
With only my arm by my side 
Perhaps I'll learn sleeping all over 
And just maybe without dreaming this 
And who'll make you laugh now, you tell me 
Sent you sent your clown on her way 
I don't think I'll cry, just die laughing 
But maybe tomorrow, I've done enough dyin' today