[Intro] G  C

[Primeira Parte]

A
I'm not supposed to be
                              D
Feelin' dirty cheap on Silver Street

At quarter to three
A
Hidden across my face
                                  D
In the crowd, I'm countin' up the days

In a haze
F#m
I'm gazin' at the floor
E
Somebody's got your trainers on
D
The ones that you wore

When you walked out the door

[Pré-Refrão]

          A
I've been wonderin' about what you're up to
            D
Not for the first time

Not for the last time
              A
And I've been thinking 'bout

The things we used to do
            D
Not for the first time

And not for the last time

[Refrão]

F#m
We always used to say
E
"Saturdays take the pain away"
D
Nobody stays the same

No matter how much you want it
                   A
Some things change

                   D
Some things change

[Segunda Parte]

A
Through my cigarette
                                 D
A shadow of you sticks me to the carpet

Try to ignore it
A
Somethin' about the way
                                   D
The light catches the mirror in my brain

It gives me shade
F#m
I'm starin' at the door
E
Somebody's got your trainers on
D
The ones that you wore

But you're not here anymore

[Pré-Refrão]

          A
I've been wonderin' about what you're up to
            D
Not for the first time

Not for the last time
              A
And I've been thinking 'bout

The things we used to do
            D
Not for the first time

And not for the last time

[Refrão]

F#m
We always used to say
E
"Saturdays take the pain away"
D
Nobody stays the same

No matter how much you want it
                   A
Some things change

                   D
Some things change
                   F#m E
Some things change
                   D
Some things change

[Ponte]

   A
My heart might be broken
                      D
But I won't be broken down
   A
My heart might be broken
                      D
But I won't be broken down

[Refrão]

F#m
We always used to say
E
"Saturdays take the pain away"
D
Nobody stays the same

No matter how much you want it

How much you want it
F#m
We always used to say
E
"Saturdays take the pain away"
D
Nobody stays the same

No matter how much you want it
                  A
Some things change