Tom: B
Introdução:
A B C B
So Let Us, Concentrate, On All Those Things, You Love To Hate.
A B C B
It makes this, all worth a wait but, causes us to, seperate
A B
And I dont know how I should feel
C B C
these lights make it all seem real
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A B C B
With dry eyes, and steady hands, I tried so hard, to understand
A B C B
Why you left us, all alone, Three broken hearts with a, broken home
A B C B C
And I Dont know, how I should feel, these lights make it, all seem real
[Go back to chorus]...
A D A B
Can you feel this or wear it on your wrist
A C B A D
its everything u wanted the mark you always missed...