Foo Fighters - Statues

^G You and I were two o^Fld and tortured souls Re^Empaired by a love of ^D#broken things ^G In a life, just some b^Fodies growing old No ^Emfear of the end, of ^D#anything

^D We're just ordinary p^Ceople, you and m^Ge ^{G D} Time will turn us into st^Catues, eventuall^Gy ^G

^G We got by, though we n^Fever needed much A ^Emsliver of hope, no ^D#diamond rings ^G We got high, it was h^Feaven it was hell Flying ^Emover them, with ^D#broken wings

^D We're just ordinary p^Ceople, you and m^Ge ^{G D} Time will turn us into st^Catues, eventuall^Gy ^A#

^D Just two ordinary p^Ceople, you and m^Ge ^{G D} Time will turn us into st^Catues, eventuall^Gy ^G

^Am Our bones for^Cever in stone M^Gonuments of l^Dife ^Am To dust, as e^Cverything must We f^Gade away in t^Dime, oh

^D We're just ordinary p^Ceople, you and m^Ge ^{G D} Time will turn us into st^Catues, eventuall^Gy ^A#

^D Just two ordinary p^Ceople, you and m^Ge ^{A# D} Time will turn us into st^Catues, eventuall^Gy ^G