Intro: G# F# G#   G# F# G#   G# F# G#   B B C# C#   x2 

Verse:

G#            F#   G#            F# 
Wake up on monday, wake up on monday 
G#                   B        C# 
i bet the postman is watching me 
  G#             F#     G#             F# 
a look in the mirror, a look in the mirror 
G#                   B     C# 
it's just as easy as 1, 2, 3 

B                  F#    
Slow down there is something 
                    G#  F#  C#    G#  F#  C#  
going wrong in this town 
B                 F# 
don't look she is tearing out 
             E           
the pages of a book 


[Refrão]

  B                               
I never really had a chance to say i'm sorry 
F#                B 
i always seem to mess things up 
  B                               
i never really had the guts to say i love you 
F#                     B 
'cause i was born in a Papercup 

E                        E 
Sleeping in the kitchen, reading science-fiction 
F#                     B 
waiting for someone to pick me up 
E                     E 
sitting by the telly, sofa's made of jelly 
F#                     B 
waiting for someone to pick me up 


Interlude: G# F# G#   G# F# G#   G# F# G#   B B C# C# 


Verse 

Talking to Billy, talking to Billy 
somehow it's good that we had this talk 
talking to Billy, Billy Vanilli 
we really needed to have this talk 

Para allá porque mi corazón va a quebrar 
no mires porque ella me va a aiudar a amar 


[Refrão]

  B                               
I never really had a chance to say i'm sorry 
F#                B 
i always seem to mess things up 
  B                               
i never really had the guts to say i love you 
F#                     B 
'cause i was born in a Papercup 

E                        E 
Sleeping in the kitchen, reading science-fiction 
F#                     B 
waiting for someone to pick me up 
E                     E 
sitting by the telly, sofa's made of jelly 
F#                     B 
waiting for someone to pick me up 


Solo 

G#m  B  C#  E    G#m  B  C#  E 
G#m  B  C#  E  E  E  E 


[Refrão]

  B                               
I never really had a chance to say i'm sorry 
F#                B 
i always seem to mess things up 
  B                               
i never really had the guts to say i love you 
F#                     B 
'cause i was born in a Papercup 

E                        E 
Sleeping in the kitchen, reading science-fiction 
F#                     B 
waiting for someone to pick me up 
E                     E 
sitting by the telly, sofa's made of jelly 
F#                     B 
waiting for someone to pick me up 


Outro:
G# F# G#   G# F# G#   G# F# G#   B B C# C#   x4 
G#  F#  G#  F#  G#  F#  B  C#  ....