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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