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[Intro] D G A D [Verse]
We Dordered up Gone more Abottle of Dwine You told me your Gstory and I Athought about Dmine You said when you Glost her you Alost every Dthing It all started Ghaving a fam Ailiar Dring
So I Dasked you to Gtake me Asome place Dquiet We wound up at the Griver for the Arest of the Dnight Somewhere a Ground the Abreak of Dday I could hear it Gcoming from a Amile aw Day
So Gdon't say that Dword Not the Gone we both Dheard Atoo much You Gmay think you Ddo but you Emdon't It's just the Afear of being al Done
DReckless Ghearts can Aclear a Dpath Wider than a Ghurricane's Aafter Dmath We've both Gtraveled Adown that Droad Where in the name of Glove Aanything goes
So Gdon't say that Dword Not the Gone we both Dheard Atoo much You Gmay think you Ddo but you Emdon't It's just the Afear of being al Done
BmLike a Achild in the Gnight With Bmno one to Ahold you And tell you Emeverthing's gonna Abe all right
I Dmust ad Gmit Ait's been Dfun But that's no Greason to Ajump the Dgun If this is Greal Atime will Dtell So let me No Chord bite my tongue and remind myself
GDon't say that Dword Not the Gone we both Dheard Atoo much You Gmay think you Ddo but you Emdon't It's just the Afear of being al Done