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(D)We both lie silently still in the (G)dead of the night,

Although we (D)both lie close together, we feel (G)miles apart inside.

Was it (D)something I said or (G)something I did?

Did my (D)words not come out (G)right?

Though I (A)tried not to hurt you, though (G)I tried,

But I guess that's why they say:

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(D)Every rose has its (G)thorn,

Just like (D)every night has its (G)dawn,

Just like (D)every (A)cowboy sings his (G)sad, sad (D)song,

Every rose has its (G)thorn.(D)(G)(D)(G)

(D)I listen to our favourite song playin’ on the (G)radio,

Hear the (D)DJ say love’s a game of easy come and (G)easy go.

But I (D)wonder does (G)he know

Has he (D)ever felt like (G)this?

And I know (A)that you’d be here right now if I (G)

Could’ve let you know somehow, I guess:

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(Bm7)Though it's been a (A)while now, I can(G)still feel so much(D)pain,

(Bm7)Like the knife that (A)cuts you, the wound heals,

(G) But the scar, that scar remains. (D) (G) (D) (G)

(D)I know I could’ve saved our love that night if I’d

(G)Known what to say.

(D)Instead of makin’ love, we both (G)made our separate ways.

And now I (D)hear you found (G)somebody new,

And that (D)I never meant that (G)much to you;

To(A) hear that tears me up inside and to

(G)See you cut’s me like a knife. I guess:

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