G           B                 C
6 am on Sunday morning when they came around
           G                   B              C
Put on the darkest clothes and try to blend into the crowd
G            B            C
Wish I could join, shed a tear
        Em          G
Say how great I was
   B           C
6 am on Sunday morning


[Pre-Chorus]
G        B
Bring me flowers
Em                         C
Say goodbye then, please
               D
Put me to rest


[Chorus]
          G         Bm        C
Life is a mess that makes you mad
           G       Bm      C
You try so hard to make it count
             G   Bm     Em
That's why a funeral is pretty damn sad
              C          D
'Cause in the end you realize
                         n.c
You already been through hell


[Verse 2]
          G               B           C
Should've been a bit more honest to myself sometimes
             G             B           C
Got stuck in all the drama, man, I was way too nice
        G                  B
So many things I'd like to say
              C           Em
But I'll keep my feelings under ground
G      B              C
Now if I'm just bеing honest
n.c
(I just wish that you would)


[Pre-Chorus]
G        B
Bring me flowers
Em                         C
Say goodbye then, please
               D
Put me to rest


[Chorus]
          G         Bm        C
Life is a mess that makes you mad
           G       Bm      C
You try so hard to make it count
             G   Bm     Em
That's why a funeral is pretty damn sad
              C          D
'Cause in the end you realize
                         n.c
You already been through hell


[Outro]
          G         Bm        C
Life is a mess that makes you mad
           G       Bm      C
You try so hard to make it count
             G   Bm     Em
That's why a funeral is pretty damn sad
              C        D
'Cause in the end I realize
                        n.c
That I have no problems left