Seconds Chords by Pulp

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