Tom:
Introdução: F#m E A E F#m E F#m
F#m E
As I hung up the phone
A
There was silence
A
No reason to go home
F#m E
eleven hundred days
A
Have come and gone away
B
It's over
F#m
That introduction
E B
Designed a map for the coming years
F#m
That tapped connection
E B
Took a hold and would not let go
F#m
took,took my aim never shot
E
Murder in my heart strings
B
took,took my aim never shot
F#m
took,took my aim never shot
E
Fighting for the bounty
B
took,took my aim never shot
C#m7
Reaping what I sow
C#m7
Keeping me infatuated
B F#m
There's something about the way you stare back
C#m7
Keeping me infatuated
B
Your color was always green
B
I felt us slipping
B
Faster by the distance
B
We started shifting
B C#m G#m
Separate existence
F#m C#m G#m
Regret the right decision
F#m C#m G#m
The splitting of an atom
F#m C#m G#m
I hope it's not forgotten
F#m
Again again again the story goes
C#m7
Reaping what I sow
C#m7
Keeping me infatuated
B F#m
There's something about the way you stare back
C#m7
Keeping me infatuated
B
Your color was always green
B
I felt us slipping
B
Faster by the distance
B
We started shifting
B C#m G#m
Separate existence
F#m C#m G#m
Regret the right decision
F#m C#m G#m
The splitting of an atom
F#m C#m G#m
I hope it's not forgotten
F#m E C#m
Again again again the story goes
A B E
But we both get along
A
We both
B E
Get along
A B F#m
Evident that we'll never hold ourselves this long
A C#m F#m
Evident that our memories always carry on