Bb F Gm Eb Bb Trying to think of how I’ll say goodbye, God, don’t let me cry F Gm Eb F I’ve lost the biggest contest of my life, I couldn’t stand the lies Bb F Gm Eb Bb I called it love you called it fun, respect I never won F Gm Eb F Back when the hurtin’ first begun should’ve kept my pride and run Chorus: Eb F Bb Now I don’t want your shoulder to cry on D Eb But if I was put to the test Bb Eb Dm Eb I would write all the good times you gave me F Bb Eb Bb Eb In fifty words or less
I’ve tried to play it by your rules, I was a fool To lose the game means losing you, looks like I lose Chorus by: José Duarte
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