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Intro B - E B - E
B E B E
It's three o'clock in the morning, and it's time to go
B E B E
The traffic's moving just like a circus show
B E B E
There's a car crash in my head, and one on the road
B E B E
And nothing seems to go, as I planned it to go
C#m B
So I'll just take it as it comes
C#m B
Cause it all just might be a joke
C#m B
And I'll take it as it goes
C#m F#m
It goes away with my better days
B - E B - E
B E B E
In every situation there's a moment of hope
B E B E
From 57th to the streets of Rome
B E B E
So we stand in line and quietly wait our turn
B E B E
Just to see that nothing is what it seems to be
C#m B
So I'll just take it as it comes
C#m B
Cause it all just might be a joke
C#m B
And I'll take it as it goes
C#m B
It goes away with my better days
A5 F#m
So much to see but I'm caught in between all that I've got
A5
Well I can't choose between what's fake and what's real,
F#m
Coax me to stop won't you, come lift us up
B - E B - E B - E B - E E
C#m B
So I'll just take it as it comes
C#m B
Cause it all just might be a joke
C#m B
And I'll take it as it goes
C#m B
It goes away with my better days
C#m B
So I'll just take it as it comes
C#m B
Cause it all just might be a joke
C#m B
And I'll take it as it goes
C#m F#m F#m E
It goes away with my better days
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