Poison - Every rose has its thorn

We b^Goth lie silently still, in the ^Cadd9dead of the night. Although we b^Goth lie close together, we feel m^Cadd9iles apart inside. Was it so^Gmething I said, or s^Cadd9omething I did, did my wo^Grds not come out ^Cadd9right? Though I t^Dried not to hurt you, though I ^Ctried, but I guess that's why they say

^GEvery rose has its t^Cadd9horn. Just like e^Gvery night has its ^Cadd9dawn. Just like e^Gvery co^Dwboy sings a s^Cad, sad song. E^Gvery rose has its th^Corn.

^GListen to our favorite song, playing on the r^Cadd9adio. Well the ^GDJ says loves a game of easy come and^Cadd9 easy go. But I w^Gonder, does he ^Cadd9know, has he e^Gver felt like t^Cadd9his. Well I k^Dnow that you'd be here right now if I ^C

^GEvery rose has its t^Cadd9horn. Just like e^Gvery night has its ^Cadd9dawn. Just like e^Gvery co^Dwboy sings a s^Cad, sad song. E^Gvery rose has its th^Corn.

Th^Emough it's been awhi^Dle now, I can st^Cill feel so much p^Gain. L^Emike a knife that cu^Dts you the wound heals^C, but the scar, that scar remai^Gns

I k^Gnow I coulda saved our love that night if I'd^Cadd9 known what to say. ^G Instead of making love we both ^Cadd9made our separate ways. And now I he^Gar you've found some^Cadd9body new, and t^Ghat I never meant that m^Cadd9uch to you. To h^Dear that tears me up inside, and to^C see you cuts me like a knife, I guess

^GEvery rose has its t^Cadd9horn. Just like e^Gvery night has its ^Cadd9dawn. Just like e^Gvery co^Dwboy sings a s^Cad, sad song. E^Gvery rose has its th^Corn.