Monday Morning

tab open low E, 2nd fret low E, then into G

[G]Sunday morning grows in the palm of[C] her hand
[D]Said he don't understand, and he never wi[C]ll
Said he's got a thorn of mine, in that empty head
And it's been hurting him there
Now that i'm gone

[G]But I can't be every[C]thing
I can't live up to that,I[D] just can't   [C]
He said he's got a bone to pick
Cause i've been wearing him down
And he's not working it out
No not even now

[G]And that silver lining is on it's w[C]ay out
I'm sitting alone on this cloud     [D]
Watching the rain fa[C]ll down
He don't think about the sky above
I said it's not even love,it's not even love
That he's been giving me
The glass is empty

Monday morning, staring at a photograph
Said it wouldn't end like that
And then it did
They said there's a storm comin'
To this empty town
Well let it strike me down
Down to the bone

Cause it can't be everything
No, you can't expect that
You just can't
He said there was sun behind every cloud
Well where is it now?
Now that you're gone

And that silver lining is on it's way out
I'm sitting alone on this cloud
Watching the rain fall down
And we don't think about the sky above
I said it's not even love,it's not even love
That he's been giving me
The glass is empty