Intro:
D#m G#m D#m G#m E F# x 2
(Verse)
D#m G#m D#m G#m
Better than most at feeling your pain,
E F# D#m G#m D#m G#m
Walking wounded through the stars tonight, we wander the plains,
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Pointing pistols at the dawn.
(Chorus)
Bm E A D Bm E
Never looked into your eyes this long, with a dollars worth of distance
A
run,
D G A
Courtesy of the broken and holy one.
(intro)
Your lipstick is thick but Paris is gone,
And I wish this was a crowded room, now the challenge is on,
And I never learned to fly.
(Chorus)
Better than most at feeling no pain,
Just as soon as you arrive, we'll start,
I want to explain why I never learned to fly.
(Chorus)
D#m G#m D#m G#m E F#
Better than most at feeling no pain.
Better then most at feeling your pain.
