The Rose - Slowly

I never ^F#call I wanted to ^A#stay inside Because ^BI'm so tired ^BmSick of things I used to love I'll never ^F#find Somewhere ^A#I can call my home All these ^Bmeaningless encounters Won't ^Bmfill up the hole in my heart

I ^F#tried to be satis^A#fied with life But I ^Bjust don't have the ^Bmenergy To ^C#get back up again

^BSlowly, slowly, ^C#slowly I'm ^F#dying, it's o^A#kay Please don't ^Bcall me, call me, ^C#call me There's not ^F#much you can ^A#do

Let me ^Bslowly, slowly, ^C#slowly Takе my ^F#breath a^A#way from ^D#mhere To^C# a bеtter ^Bplace I ^Bmcall my home

Honest^F#ly Nothing makes ^A#sense Hoped to ^Bpaint it black and white But the ^Bmgrey parts keep throwing me off I don't re^F#call Faces ^A#come and faces go At the ^Bend, I'm left on my own ^BmDrowning in thoughts of my home

I ^F#tried to be ^A#satisfied with life But I ^Bjust don’t care e^Bmnough to really ^C#Get back up again

^BSlowly, slowly, ^C#slowly I'm ^F#dying, it's o^A#kay Please don't ^Bcall me, call me, ^C#call me There's not ^F#much you can ^A#do

Let me ^Bslowly, slowly, ^C#slowly Takе my ^F#breath a^A#way from ^D#mhere To^C# a bеtter ^Bplace I ^Bmcall my home