Standard (EADGBE)
Waking up on monday morning, Sunday's been and gone.
Reaching out for you, but I was alone.
No I sit at the breakfast table, table set for two.
Been the same thing every morning, silly things I do.
Oooh, don't know what to do about you,
I never could give the way you gave.
Oooh, now should I try to find you,
Keep playing every song you played me.
Feel like breaking up again.
It's a thing I've got to live with, take it on my own.
And wait until it's over, then again I never know.
If I'd only seen you going, walking out that door.
But I had no way of knowing, can't take it no more.
Oooh, don't know what to do about you,
I never could give the way you gave.
Oooh, now should I try to find you,
Keep playing every song you played me.
Feel like breaking up again.