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Capo: 3
Last Mistake * = Strum once. Capo on 3
FTracing the silver lines of the moon with our Ceyes We both knew it was Gtime With your finger you Ftraced every line, every angle of my Cface Never wanting to Gleave this place
FTime took its toll and we lost any thought of Ccontrol We once had beGfore closing the Dmdoor This was going to be our last misFtake A quick inGhale Am* A fast intake G* We tried to take it slow But Fno It wasn't an option in our state of Cmind Anything that was Gleft was left behind
DmWe are the only ones who Cknew this kind of Glove I promise Dmyou this Skies above had nothing Cto do with it GNo, no
FWith the war all around There was no other Csound And our eyes they were Gstung By the light of the Fsun that was fast rising C* I grabbed your hand in mine G* Our fingers intertwined
FAny face that we saw was so Gunrecognizable now And we didn't know Dmhow Every familiar thing we once knew disaFppeared G Am* G* I was trying to hear you through the crowd of people screaming FFor their souls in a word that they would oCbey you And I looked the Gother way, knowing
DmWe are the only ones who Cknew this kind of Glove I promise Dmyou this Skies above had nothing Cto do with it GNo, no
DmThis is gonna be our last misCtake We won't find Gout till it's too Dmlate C* I wonder if she's gonna stay G* Dm* I left before he was awake