Intro
Bm 
 
Verse 1
     Bm                       E 
The pressure that comes with filling page one, 
       Am                         G 
Could drive one to drink. Here it is, I am done. 
 C              Am 
Call it a day, call it a night, 
     Dm                 E 
You cannot do wrong, I cannot do right. 
 
Chorus
      C                         Am 
If I knew where to start, I might know where to end, 
       Bm                          A 
Might know when to leave, I might know how to bend, 
       A#                        F 
These rules that were written by no pen of mine, 
   Gm                  A             Dm 
To which I adhere, by which we abide... 
 
Verse 2
    Bm                   E 
The pen is not black, I won’t write in blue, 
    Am                          G 
It doesn’t seem right when I’m writing of you. 
 C              Am 
Call it a day, call it a night, 
        Dm                       E 
You’ve nothing to say if you’ve nothing to write. 
 
Chorus
      C                         Am 
If I knew where to start, I might know where to end, 
       Bm                          A 
Might know when to leave, I might know how to bend, 
       A#                        F 
These rules that were written by no pen of mine, 
   Gm                  A             Dm 
To which I adhere, by which we abide... 
 
Instrumental
Dm G C F 
Dm G C F 
 
Bridge
     Dm               G              C            F 
The writing’s on the wall, I had no part in it at all, 
    Dm              G                C                F 
The book is in the bin. Why start a fight I’ll never win? 
 Dm               G             C                     F 
Black or blue or red, I cannot change the things you said, 
    Dm               G                C                 F 
So take her home to bed, I’m sure by morning you’ll be wed.