Intro:
G C
G C Em D  (2x)

       G                              C
I was more than just a coward, I was handsome too
        Em                           D
I felt nothing when your flood came down
         G                                 C
Holding fines that made me wonder if the lights were wrong
         Em                           D
With my hands that never touched no ground

           Am            D
When your talent is in numbers
        Bm                Em
Of the many times you've gone
         C                        D
I could lie I don't care about forgiving
                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young


G C Em D  (2x)

             G                           C
And you're fencing up the hours in the fields of red
           Em                      D
While you think I'm on a loveless straight
         G                           C
In the letters from the lovers in a land gone wrong
      Em                     D
Explanations always written late

           Am                D
When your talent curse the framing
        Bm               Em
Of the crying you heard sung
         C                              D
I could lie I don't care about what's missing
                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young

G C Em D  (2x)

           Em       Bm              C          Am
With your train of thought always passing here
          Em      Bm              C         Am
With its falling paint, and its broken gears
                   Em     Bm             C         Am
It's the damn revelation blues when you see the path
                       Em               D         C
And you know you won't be the last, oh lord, oh lord

       G                              C
I was more than just a terror, I was crying too
         Em                      D
But you showed me in the gusts between
        G                                C
That a wind is sometimes broken and its flying path
        Em                   D
Has no meaning nor a ghost within

           Am          D
When your talent is in hiding
           Bm               Em
That your feeling's always wrong
   C                        D
I always want to bring you something
                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young

G C Em D  (2x)

           Am          D
When your talent is in hiding
           Bm               Em
That your feeling's always wrong
   C                        D
I always want to bring you something
                                         G
But sometimes it's just roses dying too young


C D Em Bm C Am Em Bm C G Em G C C Em G C G