Chords for Rosendale - Seven Days (Acoustic Version)

_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ [D#m] _
_ _ _ [C#] _ _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [A#m] I met her [Fm] on the [F#]
internet
A [C#] _ tender [D#m] mom of two
_ [C#] Sent emails back [F#] and forth
A couple [F] photos too
[A#m] And she could [Fm] tell that I [F#] was hurt
She [C#] saw my frozen [D#m]
smile
_ [C#] Asked what was going [F#]
wrong
So I wrote [F] with teary eyes
[A#m] I lie here in [Fm] my _ bed
[F#] So no one else [C#] can see
[D#m] The monster that [C#] I have become
[F#] A sad _ [F] anomaly
_ _ [A#m] I think my mind [Fm] is broken
[F#] I don't doubt I'm [C#] unhinged
_ [D#m] I fell deep [C#] into darkness
Now [F#] my weeks are [F] looking grim
[A#m] The first day cuts [Fm] me to the bone
[F#] The second leaves [C#] a bruise
[D#m] The third day [F#] I [C#] wish I was dead
[F#] The fourth day I'm [F] confused
_ [A#m] And when the fifth [Fm] and sixth day come
[F#] I've got no damn [C#] to give
But [D#m] the seventh day [C#] still comes around
And [D#m] I go through it all [F] again _ _ _
_ [A#m] I thought I [Fm]
might have scared [F#] her off
Went [C#]
days with no _ [D#m] reply
Weeks [C#]
later she _ [F#] responded to my [F] own _ [A#m] surprise
She said it's okay, [Fm] I've been there too
[F#] It's just a part [C#] of life
[D#m] I fell deep [C#] into darkness
But [D#m] somehow I still [F] _
survived
She [A#m] said the first year cut me [Fm] to the bone
[F#] The second left [C#] a bruise
[D#m] And dark thoughts _ [C#] clouded up my mind
[F#] The third and fourth [F] years too
[A#m] But when the fifth [Fm] and sixth years came
[F#] I saw a [C#] little _ light
[D#m] In seven years [C#] you'll realize
[F#] Sometimes it just [F] takes _ [A#m] time
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [D#m] _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ [A#m] To be honest since we [Fm]
talked
[F#] I'm not much [C#] better yet
[D#m] But maybe that's [C#] all just because
[F#] I'm only a few [F] years in
[A#m] But her words reside [Fm] deep in my mind
[F#] Like echoes in [C#] the well
[D#m] So when the week [C#] gets difficult
[F#] I try to tell [F] _ _
myself
[G#] _ _ _ _ [A#m] _ _
The first day cuts [Fm] me to the bone
The [F#] second leaves [C#] a _ bruise
The [D#m] third day I'm [C#] so over it
The [F#] fourth day I'm [F] confused
_ [A#m] But when the fifth [Fm] and sixth day pass
[F#] I might see sparks [C#] of hope
_ [D#m] I strive to keep [C#] on living
Seven [F#] days a week so [F] I'll know _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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