Funeral For a Friend - Roses for the dead

^DmJus^Bbt t^Co say we're sorry, For the black eyes and bleeding lips.

^DmAnd^Bb it^C's^Dm hard to forget How many lies we've told. Or how old we'd grow, Before I said goodbye. So let's scrape our knees on the playground.

^GmIt'^D#s n^Fot your fault, You feel okay. It's too late in the day. It's not your fault, You feel betrayed. You can't come out to play. I never listened to a word you never said. I never listened to a word you never said.

^DmWasting the hours now, We're all suckers for tragedies. And start this over again, And you bring us to our knees.

^DmAs ^Bbsun^Crise comes, And the story will sell, A few hundred papers, So we'll follow you up.

^GmIt'^D#s n^Fot your fault, You feel okay. It's too late in the day. It's not your fault, You feel betrayed. You can't come out to play. I never listened to a word you never said. I never listened to a word you never said.

^GmSo ^Bbrai^Fse your hands up high, And let this rain pour on. So raise your hands up high, And wash us away.

^GmLik^Fe ^D#innocence and childbirth, You look just like your mother And you look just like your father. Forgive him our father, Your son is smiling, So lay roses around you.