E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A

E             A          
  Say, teacher man, I think you lied,
E                  A
  'Cause you said that love would surely die,
E        A
  I misread the fine print on your sleeve,
E                A
  As you tried to hand this down to me.

E               A
  It's too late  for you to say to me,
E             A
  the reasons,  I found within,
E             A
  As I taste the freedom in your sweet,
E          A
  Love-rich remedy.

     F#m
As I fall back down again,
                 E   A   E   A
I hold my head high.
      F#m
And I turn back round to you,
                E    A   E   A  E   A   E    A 
And wave my goodbye.

E                  A
  The same mystic eyes that left me blind,
E                  A
  The same tune that I will hum alone,
     E            A                E    A
I know, That it seems I'm sorry.

E                  A
  So with the underlining rule of love,
E                   A
  I slipped through when I should've been awake,
E             A                 E      A
  And I missed the summer with you.

      F#m
As I fall back down again,
                E     A     E    A
I hold my head high,
       F#m
And I turn back round to you,
                C#m    A
And wave my goodbye,

         E            B
And I'll never want again,
        C#m          A
But I guarantee a steady hand,
           E          B
There's no sense in regret,
       F#m  E       C#m        B
And I know    it's only second-best,
       A
But I guarantee a steady hand,

When we play Russian Roulette.

E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A

      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,
      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,
      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,
      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,


      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,
      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,
      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,
      E          A
Don't shadow me, Shadow me,

      F#m
As I fall back down again,
                E     A     E    A
I hold my head high,
       F#m
And I turn back round to you,
                C#m    A
And wave my goodbye,


         E            B
And I'll never want again,
        C#m          A
But I guarantee a steady hand,
           E          B
There's no sense in regret,
       F#m  E       C#m        B
And I know    it's only second-best,
       A
But I guarantee a steady hand,

When we play Russian Roulette.

E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A
E  A  E  A  E  A  E  A
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