Standard (EADGBE)
Well have some heart and hold it to your chest
We weren't in love we were too young
We throw our words around as if they were not gold, well they are
Oh maybe some day I will be something more,
Real with arms and legs so I can walk away and stay away forever and some
more, some more
Ill stick around to watch this town fall down to its knees
You can pray the day that you hope is coming around real soon
I will run and stay away in a place that I don't know well of
You can choose a different son you will soon love
Well here are the reasons that hurt me the most
Call of the search I'm coming home
People lie once but not on the third
Not without reason, not for a girl
The names will vary, the names they may change
But the game, the game it stays the same
We'll love, we want the ones that we will grow to hate, to hate
Its just so ohh no-o, ohh no-o ohh no-o n-noooo, ohh no-o n-nooo ohhh
Well maybe some day ill deserves something more
A home in which I will turn to grow
A plant, the seed so we can become something more, something more
Stick around to watch this town fall down to its knees
You can pray the day that you hope is coming around real soon
I will run and stay away in a place that I don't know well of
You can choose a different son you will soon love
Oh here are the reasons that hurt me the most
Call of the search she's coming home
People lie once but not on the third
Not without reason, not for a girl
There you go
Enjoy!
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