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Tuning: G C E A
GIf it hurts this much
Then it must be loveEm
And it's a lottery Em
I can't wait to draw your Gname
Oh I'm trying to get to you
But time isn't on my Emside
if the truths the worst I could do
then I guess that I have Clied
Keeping me Dawake
It's been like this now for Emdays
My heart is out at Gsea
My head all over the Cplace
I'm losing sense of Dtime
And everything tastes the Emsame
I'll be home in a Gday
I fear that's a month too late
GThat nightD I slept
EmOn your side ofD the bed Cso
It was Gready when you got Dhome
GWe're like Dnoughts and Gcrosses Din that
COpposites Galways Dattract
GYou've taken me to the top
And let me fall back Emsouth
You've had me at the top of the Empile
And then had me kissing the Gground
We've heard and seen it Emall
No ones talked us Gout
The problems that have Emcome
Haven't yet torn us Cdown
Am I keeping you Dawake if I am then just sEmay
You can make your own Gdecisions you can make your own mCistakes
I'll live and let Ddie all the promises you Emmade
But if you lie another Gtime it'll be a lie that's too late
GThat nightD I slept
EmOn your side ofD the bed Cso
It was Gready when you got Dhome
GWe're like Dnoughts and Gcrosses Din that
COpposites Galways Dattract
G, D, C, G
You Galways have your Dway
For now its to soon for you to Csay
will we be always alwGays
GYou've had your way D
You've had your way C
You've had your way G