Seconds

G                               Am
She, she used to live with his brother
                        F           Am             G
Now she's an unmarried mother with another on the way
                                Am
He's second rate twisted out of shape
              F                    Am               G
and he looks a state, it costs so much to look this rough
            Dm                     C
They go to town they like to shop around and look at all those things
                             G/B
All those things they never wanted anyway
               Dm
She hates his hair
                     C
that stupid coat he wears  but sometimes second best
                         G/B
is the best that you can get
Oh yes oh somebody told me


F                    Am
'Cos seconds turn to hours
                         C                            Em
and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning
F                          Am                                C
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place
                         Em
and still it feels like morning
F                    Am
At night they try to fly
                              C                                    Em
hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning


G                        Am
But in the morning it's raining
                          F
Oh Christ you're always complaining
           Am                 G
can't you think of something else
            Dm                     C
It's nearly-nu, a bargain basement made for two
And if you blur your eyes
                          G/B
you could be anywhere you want yourself to be
              Dm                      C
Oh yeah, it's bad I know you want to laugh, so laugh
                                              G/B
But sometimes second best is all that you can get
Oh yeah, oh somebody told me

The seconds turn to hours
and the hours turn into days but still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place
and still it feels like morning
At night they try to fly
hold on tight and close their eyes and they hit the ground in the morning

Am             G                G/D           Dsus2
But you're so perfect you don't interest me at all
                            C
You're golden boy fell down
                                 G6/B
Don't you know he hasn't got a personality?
And I know he said he'd last all night then gave you seconds yeah

The seconds turn to hours and the hours turn into days
but still it feels like morning
The first time leaves its trace and then slides into second place and still it feels like 
morning
At night they try to fly, hold on tight and close their eyes
and they hit the ground in the morning
F                     Am                                      C
My God they're still alive, they got it wrong but they still tried
                                 Em        Am
And they made it through to the morning