Weekends Are Not My Happy Days

[D]I'm gratefu[G]l to see,
[Bm]That you were listening to m[A]e
Weekends [D]come and go a[G]way
[Bm]Weekends are not my happy d[Em]ays
[A]    My happy d[Em]ays  [A]

But w[D]ho's to bl[G]ame?
[A]My days and me - they are the same

[D]Hop, hop, la-la-la[Em]-la
I'm l[G]ooking for words at the t[A]op of the mountain
[D]Hop, hop, la-la-la[Em]-la
To te[G]ll you my friend that we [A]reach the end
[D]Hop, hop, la-la-la[Em]-la
Thin[G]gs are so different, a lit[A]tle insane,
[D]Hop, hop, la-la-la[Em]-la
They will be[Em7] us, and maybe the [A]sad rain

I'm gratefull to see,
That you were cheating me
Say something, take a chance
I'm talking but words, they make no sense

Make no sense...

But who's to blame?
My words and me - they are the same

[Gm]The sky will be our movie,
[F]Pop-corn's no longer fun
[Em]Coke we'll drink [A]at home,
[C]We're gonna watch the se[A]tting sun.