Am                        C 
I feel like a substitute stittin' on the sideline, 
         Am                           C 
Clicking every single finger waiting for the right time, 
        Am                        C 
I feel like a substitute sitting pretty in my prime, 
      Am                               C 
I'm about to play the game 'cause I'm running out of time 


[Refrão]

           Dm 
Drop your knees to the floor, 
 G 
Hands to the sky,  
        Am                        E 
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y, 


   Am                                    C 
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, 
     Em                           G 
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? 
   Am                                    C 
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, 
     Em                           G 
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? 
         Am                C            Em     G                Am 
and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait, 
         C          Em     G 
for the honour, the honour, to be grey. 

        Am                                 C 
I feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up, 
       Em                           G 
Oh, Marina what a shame you didn't make the upper cut! 
      Am                                 C 
Feel like I'm stuck inside a race, feel like I'm catching up, 
      Em                            G 
Oh Marina, we're so sorry, but you didn't make the cut. 


[Refrão]

           Dm 
Drop your knees to the floor, 
 G 
Hands to the sky,  
        Am                        E 
Give a round of applause for the great Miss Y,
 

   Am                                    C 
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, 
     Em                           G 
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? 
   Am                                    C 
I walked all night long in the dark just to be standing here, 
     Em                           G 
Only to feel like nobody and Miss Y am I here? 
         Am                C            Em     G                Am 
and the lights, they, get stronger the longer that you have to wait, 
         C          Em     G 
for the honour, the honour, to be grey.