A Bitter End

C
I'm so sick of these moments with you
Of staring at all these stars
D             C
Hand in hand like two liars
D                         C
I swear sometimes I'd rather be dead
D                C
Just like the lights in your eyes
D
The lights of the town don't shine like they used to
D                 C
How could I let this be?
D                 G     C
Oh how could I let this be?
C
What have we got left except this long silence?
C                       Fm             G
We're fading out as the night falls down
C                                                            C#
What have we got left expect this fucking distance that is standing
Right between us?

               Fm               C            G#      Fm
We're standing together on the edge like ready to burn
C                              Fm
We're staring at each other, fade along the days (we're fading)
C          Fm    C
Denying a bitter end
C A# E C

C
Our fucking dance is endless
C
And sometimes, I'd rather be dead
C
I'd rather watch us fucking burn
C
Endless, our fucking dance is endless
C
We're dancing on our graves
C
I'd rather watch us...
C
I'd rather watch us burn

                  Cm            C
We're standing together on the edge
            Cm   C
Denying a bitter end

               Fm               C            G#      Fm
We're standing together on the edge like ready to burn
C                              Fm
We're staring at each other, fade along the days (we're fading)
C          Fm    C
Denying a bitter end
C A# E C

C
I've had enough of your fucking bullshit
D
To relive each of these lies
C
Hand in hand, like two liars
D
I swear, sometimes, I'd rather be dead
C
Just like this hole in my heart
D
My pain keeps growing like it used to
C
How could you let this be?
D                 G         C
Oh how could you let this be?
C
What have we got left except this long silence?
C                       C#         G
We're fading out as the night falls down
Em                       C                                     C#                  C  Em
What have we got left expect this fucking distance that is standing right between us?
[Outro] x2
 C                      D
Our fucking dance is endless
C                             D
I'd rather watch us fucking burn

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