A
 Since you shot my sorrow
F#m                        E
 Since you shot my sorrows down
                             D
All these troubles I've been carrying like weights, they float onto the dusty ground
A
 Since you turned your light
F#m
 Upon my darkened days
E                                D
 Oh how I've learned to love the silence in the violence of this language born to fail

    D                      E
So I take this shot to see where it lands
         A                       F#m
But I can't put my faith into your so gentle hands
        D                       E
You say, "Is this love? Is this what it seems?"
                A                        F#m
I say, "Whatever love—whatever love—whatever love means
             A                        F#m
"Whatever love—whatever love—whatever love means
             E
"Whatever love—whatever love...
         D
"'Cos if something can mean anything it means nothing to me"

A F#m E D D x2

[Verse 2]
A
 If every man's a poet
F#m                  E
 And every poet is a thief
                               D
Then why can't we confess with eloquence? This disconnect brings a man to his knees
A
 So come on words don't fail me
F#m
 Cut out my tongue and hurt like hell
E                                D
 'Cos language died here, honey, in the poisoned mouth of love where we all are infidels

D                      E
 So I scream into this nothingness
A                             F#m
 A guilty consciounce, oh, it needs to confess
D                        E
 So don't eat words 'cos words are cheap
                  A                        F#m
Like whatever love—whatever love—whatever love means

[Chorus]
        D              E
Because words are so cheap
           A               F#m
They just come so goddamn easily
         D              E               A                             F#m
Will you take out your heart to see the hole in your soul where they used to be?
D              E
Words are so cheap like whatever love...

A Bm D x4

D E A F#m

[Chorus]
       D              E
I said words are so cheap
           A               F#m
They just come so goddamn easily
         D              E               A                             F#m
Will you take out your heart to see the hole in your soul where they used to be?
        D              E
Because words are so cheap
           A               F#m
They just come so goddamn easily
D              E               A                             F#m
Take out your heart to see the hole in your soul where they used to be
        D              E
Because words are so cheap
           A               F#m
They just come so goddamn easily
            D                            E
And anyway, love's not a word, love's a deed
               A
Whatever love means

[Otro]
                        F#m
Whatever love—whatever love means
             A                        F#m
Whatever love—whatever love—whatever love means
             A                        F#m
Whatever love—whatever love—whatever love means
             E
Whatever love—whatever love...
D
 'Cos if something can mean anything it means nothing to me