Tom: B
Introdução: G
G
He was a stranger to himself
G
A spy in his own camp
C G
And his money was his health
F C G
All thrown to dust by his very own hand
Yet his beauty lingered still
C G C F G
But we loved him, loved him just like brothers would
C G C F G
We loved him, loved him like no others could
G C G C F G
And she loved him, loved him like a lover should
Take good care of an aching heart