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