Standard (EADGBE)

Well, I'm sitting in this hotel

Looking at all the city lights, shining bright

As I wait for the news

Well, the outcome is hard to tell

As I sit upon this worn out bed,

All the fibres and threads coming loose

And I don't know if it's rain or snow,

But either of both would be fine

There's something about sitting here,

That makes me think we'll be alright

Alright, I know we'll be alright

I know that we can make this alright

I know we'll be alright

We'll make it alright

I can hear the windows talk,

Can feel the floorboards getting cold

And the chains on the doors getting loose

It's like, the sound of freedom is here

And it's getting way too loud for

This little room they put me in

Alright, I know we'll be alright

I know that we can make this alright

I know we'll be alright

And I'll write my name on these pictured walls

And leave footprints here on this dusty floor

But I won't, I won't give in

And I'll paint a picture of us together

And live life here, cos I won't know better

In silence till you say

Alright, I know we'll be alright

I know that we can make this alright

I know we'll be alright

We'll make it alright