Wreck of the Day

(C)Driving away from the wreck of the day,

and the light's always red in the rearview.

'Cause Desp'rately close to a coffin of hope,

I'd cheat (Baug)destiny just to be near you.

And (C)if this is (Baug)giving up,

then I'm giving (G)up.

(C#m7)If this is (Baug)giving up,

then I'm giving up, (Gaug)giving up (C#m7)on (C)(C#dim)love,

on love.

(C)Driving away from the wreck of the day,

and I'm thinking 'bout calling on Jesus.

'Cause love doesn't hurt so I know I'm not falling in (Baug)love.

I'm just falling to pieces.

And (C)if this is (Baug)giving up,

then I'm giving up.

(C#m7)If this is (Baug)giving up,

then I'm giving up, (Gaug)giving up (C#m7)on (C)love,

(C#dim)on love.

(Em)Maybe I'm (Gaug)not up for (G)being a (C#m7)victim of love,

(Baug)when (Em)all my resistance will (G)never be (C#m7)distance (Baug)enough.

Ah,

(C)mm.

(C)Driving away from the wreck of the day,

and it's (Baug)finally quiet in my head.

(C)Driving alone, I'm (G)finally on my way (Baug)home to the comfort of my bed.

And if