Intro: FF Lover, have you solved your love today?Gm Dm And you've been running around trying to figure it outC But you don't need this anymoreF And lovers you gave your hearts awayGm Dm And you've been coming around trying to hold me downC But you can't keep me anymoreBb C When you're close enough to whisper in my earDm But I can't reach you anymoreC When you close me off and turn awayBb I feel like I could dieF Dm When we cling to it, when we hold it too closeBb F It gets away from us, and we've started to grow oldDm When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hideBb F We try to love again, we'll try to love againF And you've been holed up in a houseGm And they've been coming at your gatesDm And you've been holding your groundC But you can't hold this anymoreBb C When you're close enough to whisper in my earDm But I can't reach you anymoreC When you close me off and turn awayBb I feel like I keep falling downF Dm When we cling to it, when we hold it too closeBb F It gets away from us, and we've started to grow oldDm When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hideBb F We try to love again, we'll try to love againF And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of meF Dm Bb And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of meF Dm Bb And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of meF Dm Bb And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me (when we cling to it, when we hold it too close, it gets away from us, and we've started to grow old)F Dm Bb And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me (When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hide, we try to love again, we'll try to love again)F Dm Bb And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me (when we cling to it, when we hold it too close, it gets away from us, and we've started to grow old)F Dm Bb And they're slowly picking away, and leaving only the bad parts, the bad parts of me (When it's creeping in, and we've nowhere to hide, we try to love again, we'll try to love again) Termina em F.
The Bad Parts
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