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Every rose has its thorn

G C9 (2x)
G We both lie silently still
in the C9 Dead of the night
Although we G both lie close together
We feel C9 miles apart inside
Was it -G something Every rose has its thorn
I said or C9 something I did? Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
Did my G words not come out C9 right? Every rose has its thorn
Tho' I D tried not to hurt you
Tho' I C9 tried Though it's been a while now
But I guess that's why they say I can still feel so much pain
Like the knife that cuts you
The wound heals, but the scar, that scar
G Every rose has its C9 thorn remains
Just like G every night has its C9 dawn
Just like G every D cowboy sings his C9 sad, I know I could have saved
a love that night
sad G song If I'd known what to say
Every rose has its C9 thorn Instead if making love
We both made our separate ways
Yea it does
And now I hear you found somebody new
I listen to your favorite song And that I never meant that much to you
Playin' on the radio To hear that tears me up inside
Hear the DJ say love's a game of And to see you cuts me like a knife
Easy come and easy go I guess
But I wonder does he know
Has it ever felt like this? Every rose has its thorn
And I know that you'd be here right now Just like every night has its dawn
If I could have let you know somehow Just like every cowboy sings a sad, sad song
I guess Every rose has its thorn
Si de las manos brota arte
En la conciencia hay revolución

En esta cotidianidad afanosa de vacío.

“Vaga en el infinito”… Grita el arte con Alevosía.

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