Tom: A
Introdução: D E D E D E A
D E
God damn the reasons
D E
That we've been given
D E A
I'm not believing again
D E
God damn the reasons
D E
That we've been given
D E A
I'm not believing again
D E
I took the same drugs as you
D E
So let's ride it through
D E
There is no relief it's
A C#m
True
F#m
I don't need you
A D
God damn it feels good
E D E
To be alone again
DE A
D E
I wake up with you next to me
D E
Don't know how, baby
D E A
Collect the wounded and retreat
D E
You took the same drugs as me
D E
So let's wait and see
D E
There is no relief for me
A C#m
It's true
F#m
I don't need you
A D
God damn it feels good
E D E
To be alone again
A
Made a wreck of me
One hundred miles an hour
F#m
Straight into concrete
We hit the darkest hour
Bm
I trace the scars, the crashing cars
D
I watch the stars retreat from view
DE A(x2)