Louis Tomlinson - Copy of a copy of a copy

^EmIt's an old curse, dreamers divin' ^Bmhead first Broken beaks and ^Cdead birds Can't get through the ^Gglass ^EmThere's no use cryin' over ^Bmspilled blood Carin' only ^Ckills love A kiss won't bring it ^Gback

^EmI know that ^Bmthe first blow hits you ^Ccold Chorus ^AYoung man, hush your crying ^F#mDry your tears ^Eaway ^BNothing is original ^DThere's nothing left to ^Esay ^AYou won't be the first ^F#mOr be the last to ^Ebleed ^BEvery broken heart ^BAs far as the eye can ^Bmsee Is a copy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E C} Is a copy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E C}

^EmI can hear you, howlin' 'til your ^Bmlungs hurt So let this be your ^Ccomfort You're not the only ^Gone, no ^EmIn a strange way, all in this ^Bmtogether Been this way ^Cforever, you're not the only ^Gone

^EmI know that the ^Bmfirst blow hits you ^Ccold Chorus ^AYoung man, hush your crying ^F#mDry your tears ^Eaway ^BNothing is original ^DThere's nothing left to ^Esay ^AYou won't be the first ^F#mOr be the last to ^Ebleed ^BEvery broken heart ^BAs far as the eye can ^Bmsee Is a copy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E C} Is a copy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E C}

^AYoung man, hush your crying ^F#mDry your tears ^Eaway ^BNothing is original ^DThere's nothing left to ^Esay ^AYou won't be the first ^F#mOr be the last to ^Ebleed ^BEvery broken heart ^BAs far as the eye can ^Bmsee Is a copy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E C} Is a ^Dcopy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E C D} Is a ^Dcopy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E D} Is a ^Dcopy of a copy of a ^Acopy ^{D E D}