C#m Turn around there's those eyes again.A Turn around fake indifference and I.C#m A Watch their cold, dark silhouettes disappear.C#m A hundred bodies fill this room. A And all their faces overdone.C#m A Pain is foreign, foreign to us. C#m B A I don't even know you.C#m B A You won't even know I'm gone.F# A Am Was it something I did wrong?E B A Am Roses, roses cold.E B A Am Roses, roses sold out. C#m Turn around reds and whites again.A I'd sell my kicks for one more low tar.C#m A Fevers hand in hand with shoelace bracelets.C#m Why are some girls so naive?A He didn't unbutton your blouse to see.C#m A better view of your heart. A Oh yeah, can't blame you for trying. C#m B A I don't even know you.C#m B A You won't even know I'm gone.F# A Am Was it something I did wrong? E B A Am Roses, roses cold.E B A Am Roses, roses sold out.E B A Am Roses, roses cold.E B A Am Roses, roses sold out. C#m A Sing it soft.B Make it slow.A Apples parachuteB the boys back down.C#m A Fill it up.B Overflow.A B A new, improved modern way to feel. C#m B A I don't even know you.C#m B A You won't even know I'm gone.F# A Am Was it something I did wrong?F# A Am Was it something I did wrong?F# A Was it something I did wrong?
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