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Introdução: D    G    Em    G    A    D    G    Em    G    A    

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     D                                                            G  
     Before we get around to forgiving and forgetting
                                  Em                                                             G  
     See you don't want to know which one of my heads you were messing with
                                  Em                                                G  
     See you don't want to know which one of us winds up fucked up
                                  Em             A                        G  
     See you don't want to know whose getting and whose givin'
        D                                                                G  
     I admit I was wrong about the coming of the apocolyse
              Em                                                                              G  
     If you admitted that you can't save the world even if you start at home
                             Em                                      G  
     I'll stop as soon as you care if you save it all
                              Em                                                                      G  
     If you'll say it's been where it's been, where it ends, don't matter none
                          Em                    A                 G  
     If you say it's been where it's been, either end
             A                  Em                         Em/F#    G      A  
     Don't forget how it really don't matter none

      D              G  
      Em         G     A  
      D              G  
      Em         G     A  

     Em                                                             G  
     If you could come around find a way of finally livin'
                     Em                                              G  
     It's like I'm a chain whipped dog has to lose to get nothin'
                      Em                                                        G  
     You've gotta forgive me lover I'm a sick mother fucker
                  Em                                            G  
     See I'm a cynical foul mouthed son of a bitch
                      Em                     A            G  
     And I'm head straight for the wrong.......
     D                                                  G  
     If you've got a worry about the ....
                  Em                                                G  
     The way I did back then, right now and forever
                 Em                                                                                  G  
     But if I didn't right you letters back then I probably won't write them now
                  Em                                                 G  
     I guess I never could write a good love song anyhow
                    Em                    A                 G  
     Guess it's been where it's been, either end
             A                  Em                        Em/F#    G  
     Don't forget how it really don't matter none
     Em/F#         Em                         Em/F#    G  
     I guess it really don't matter none
     Em/F#        Em                    A                 G              A  
     Said it'd been where it's been, either end, don't begin without

      D              G  
      Em         G     A  
      D              G  
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 Em             A            G              A          Em             Em/F#    G  
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