C Am F G
C F G
C F G
C F G
Well the walls are turning yellow like a smokers tooth,
C F G
Cold as a call girls smile in a phone booth.
Am C F G
Baby pigeon starving on the side of the roof.
C F G
Nothing’s changed.
C F G
Sometimes words don’t say enough.
C F G
Sometimes silence says too much.
Am C F G
You're too close for comfort but too far too touch.
C F G
Nothing’s changed.
F G
Sun still shiny in the play ground,
C G Am
Water still running like a grey hound.
F G
My head's still drumming when I lay down,
C C7
Nothing strange.
F G
We still rattle round the same town,
C G Am
Like two little stones in a coke can.
F G
Like two lost kids at a fairground,
C
Nothing’s changed.
F G
C F G
C F G
Car alarms ringing in the dead of the night.
C F G
Drunk man singing in the morning light.
Am C F G
You're too brave to fall but to scared to fight, (oh-ho)
C F G
And nothing’s changed,
F G
Sun still shining in the play ground,
C G Am
Water still running like a greyhound,
F G
My head's still drumming when I lay down,
C C7
Nothing strange.
F G
We’re just dancers waiting in the wings,
C G Am
Ain’t no answers blowing in the wind,
F G
Ain’t no saint, no sin,
C
And nothings changed.
F G
C
Nothings Changed accords
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