A - | G | |
Death won't | brag me wander in his | shade, |
F | C | G | |
he won't | hit me with the sweetness of his | blade. |
D - | A - | |
Shame in you | eyes, but I won't | die, |
G | F | |
I'll feel | bad, but I understand, watching | you, |
C | G | A - | |
that you're going to | lie | ... to me. |
A - | G | |
Touching your | tears I'm going to | spend |
F | C | G | |
all my | vitality to take you a true | smile |
D - | A - | |
'cause it's too | late for me, but you should | stand |
G | F | |
against | yourself, against your | life. |
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I | believe I want to help you, |
G | |
now I | think it's time to be kind. |
F | |
You seem | not to care, I knew, |
E | |
but | what goes wrong on your mind? |
A - | |
People have | troubles that oppose them, |
G | |
they are the | gravest to anyone who's got: |
F | |
everyone is | able to resolve them, |
E | |
fighting | hard with his solitude spot. |
A - | G |
No one | needs to be alone, |
F | E |
thinking about himself and nothing | else |
D- | A - | |
like he'd a | heart like a | stone. |
F | G | A | |
Of course, I'm | sure, it must be | false. |
F | G | |
Lies are the | arms you promised not to | use, |
A | |
'cause I | accept that you just left me, |
F | G | A | |
but you planted | knives in my | heart and I | refuse |
C | G | A - | |
to think you | said all the | truth to | me. |