The most beautiful sad song I've ever heard.

"Sun On Sunday"
A silent Dtear, F#m an empty Dsmile,F#m
So insinceDrely, but so F#mgently in Gdenial.
And me the Emthief,B soEm selfishlyB,
All the Emmoments meant for Gyou, I made them Amine.

How was DI so blind to F#mmiss you crumbBmling inside?G
Is it toDo late now to F#mfix you? Let me Bmmake it right!G
Em'Cause there'll be no sun on ASunday,
BmNo reason for Awords to Grhyme
'Cause if you're Bbbleeding, sDo am I.

A wishful Dlook, F#m a hesitatDe,F#m
You're Dhoping I will notice F#mthat you're not GOK.
And me the Emfool; B youEm turn awayB
It's only Emthen I feel the weGight of my mistakAes.

How was DI so blind to F#mmiss you crumbBmling inside?G
Is it toDo late now to F#mfix you? Let me Bmmake it right!G
Em'Cause there'll be no sun on ASunday,
BmNo reason for Awords to Grhyme
'Cause if you're Bbbleeding, sDo am I.

And if I cut Fyou, if I bruise Gyou, then the Cscars are always Dmine.
Cause I love Fyou so to lose yoGu would be worCse than if I diedD.

How was EbI so blind to miBbss you crumbCmling inside?G#
Is it Ebtoo late now to Bbfix you? Let me Cmmake it righG#t.
'Cause there'll be G#no sun on BbSunday
No Ebreason for Bbwords to G#rhyme
'Cause if you're Bbleeding, G#then so aEbm I.