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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