Cifras
All we ever see of the stars are their old photographs

Tono: G

Introducción:

             C           Bb7M             C   Dm 
The redness of his face permits
           C                       Bb7M                 C  Dm 
The truth his words won't dare admit,

     Dm7   Bb                                       F 
Broken doors and thoughtless words
                                       C 
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
     Dm7     Bb                                   F 
Feeble threats and loveless debts
                               C                                                     Bb7M 
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath
             Bb7M                                             C 
She stands tall with strength not height
               Dm                             C 
You can see the fists inside her eyes
   Bb7M                                     C 
Now its time for her revenge
       Dm                                     C 
Delivered acid tongue, god pity/help him
   Bb7M                               C         Dm   C 
She sits there in the aftermath
             Bb7M                           C     Dm             C   Bb7M 
As the cars are driving slowly past
     Dm7   Bb                                       F 
Broken doors and thoughtless words,
                                       C 
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
     Dm7     Bb                                   F 
Feeble threats and loveless debts
                               C 
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath
   Bb7M                               C 
She sits there in the aftermath
         Dm                                       F 
And listens as cars drive slowly past
 Bb                 C 
His final show, his lies
                     Dm                                          C 
Had done nothing but cured her smile
                           Bb                 C 
Her bruises fade from black to blue,
 Dm                               C 
Over time they slowly heal
                                           Bb                     C7 
You'll think you've grown found love again
                                                 Dm 
When you break your own heart
                       Dm   C 
It will never mend.
     Dm7   Bb                                       F 
Broken doors and thoughtless words
                                       C 
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
     Dm7     Bb                                   F 
Feeble threats and loveless debts
                               C 
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath
     Dm7   Bb                                       F           C 
Broken doors and thoughtless words
     Dm7     Bb                                   F             C 
Feeble threats and loveless debts
     Dm7   Bb                                       F 
Broken doors and thoughtless words,
                                       C 
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
     Dm7     Bb                                   F 
Feeble threats and loveless debts
                               C                                                       Bb         F 
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath