Am C G G/B F D G E

[Verse 1]
    Am     C          G            G/B
The cactus where your heart should be
    F      D      G        E
has lovely little flowers;
   Am          C      G        G/B
so though it's always pricking me
   F     D     G      E
my ardor never sours,

[Verse 2]
    Am     C          G          G/B
The cactus where your heart once was
    F        D        G     E
has power to rend and flay;
  Am      C         G        G/B
I stick because I'm stuck, because
  F          D      G    E Am
I just can't tear myself a-way.