Stone Temple Pilots
A, Ab, B, Bbm, C, Cm, D, Db, Dbm, E
Waiting on a Sunday afternoon for what I read between the lines.
And I'm feeling like a hand in a rusty chain.
So do you laugh or do you cry?
But I need a ride on a southern train, only yesterday you lied.
Promises of what I seem to be only washed out.
Go by all of these things you said to me
Breathing is the hardest thing to do
With all I've said and all the steps you took
And lies, lies
Leave them lost on a train, only yesterday, new life
Promises were what I seemed to be, only lost in time
Goodbye, all of these things I said to you