Change The Sheets

My lo[D]ve          [Asus4]
Took a r[G]ide on a red-eye plane
Going h[D]ome          [Asus4]
and we're ne[G]ver gonna feel the same

[Bm]Change this fe[D]eling unde[G]r my feet
[Bm]Change the she[D]ets, then [G]change me

([D]---Asus---[G])

My lov[D]e      [Asus4]
is a s[G]tockpile of broken wills
Like Santa[D] Fe,   [Asus4]
margar[G]itas and sleeping pills

I wanna[Bm] lie in the cracks of this lonely[D] road
I can f[G]ill in the blanks every time you don't fold

Here[Bm] is the truth, I swear it used to[D] be fun
Go ahe[G]ad and run run run

[Bm]Change this[D] feeling un[G]der my feet
[Bm]Change the s[D]heets, the[G]n change me

Would you change this feeling under my feet?

I wanna lie in the cracks of this lonely road
I can fill in the blanks every time you don't fold
Here is the truth, I swear I was fun
Go ahead and run run run

Change this feeling under my feet
Would you change the sheets, and then change me

Here is the truth, I swear I was fun
Go ahead and run run run