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G C G C Em D x2
I was mGore than just a coward, I was hCandsome too I felt nEmothing when your flood came dDown Holding fGines that made me wonder if the liCghts were wrong With my hEmands that never touched no grDound
When your tAmalent is in nuDmbers Of the mBmany times you've gEmone I could lCie I don't care about forDgiving But sometimes it's just roses dying too yGoung
G C Em D x2
And you're feGncing up the hours in the fiCelds of red While you tEmhink I'm on a loveless sDtray In the leGtters from the lovers in a lCand gone wrong ExplanEmations always written lDate
When your tAmalent curse the frDaming Of the cBmrying you heard sEmung I could lCie I don't care about what's miDssing But sometimes it's just roses dying too yGoung
G C Em D x2
With your tEmrain of tBmhought always paCssing here Am With its fEmalling pBmaint, and its brCoken gearsAm It's the damn revelEmation bBmlues when you sCee the patAmh And you know you won't Embe the last, oh lDord, oh loCrd
I was mGore than just a terror, I was cCrying too But you sEmhowed me in the gusts beDtween That a wGind is sometimes broken and its fClying path Has no mEmeaning no a ghost wiDthin
When your tAmalent is in Dhiding That your fBmeeling's always wEmrong I aClways want to bring you sDomething But sometimes it's just roses dying too yGoung
G C Em D x2
When your tAmalent is in Dhiding That your fBmeeling's always wEmrong I aClways want to bring you sDomething
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young (on "young", play this to the end) C D Em Bm C Am Em Bm C G Em G C C Em G C G