The Elected

The Elected

It Was Love
Composição de (Blake Sennett)
Capo 1 

Intro: G Am G C G D 


G       Am 
Found a way  
   G     C 
To break away 
         G 
From the one  
                 D 
You say that you love 
        G            Am 
Now you cry out your eyes 
G       C             G 
Day and night you set free 
                 D 
The one that you love 

         C 
And it's true 
        D 
I don't remember you  
        Em                         D 
But I'd believe if you say that we met 
      C 
I get confused 
                 D 
Nights I've been wondering 
  Em                    D 
I thought I was already dead 


            Am 
But man I loved 
       D  
Yeah I loved 
        Em 
When I loved 
       G 
It was love 
       Am 
It was love 
      D 
Or at least 
                 G 
The closest I've come 


G Am G C G C G Am G 


        G           Am 
And the coffee, the cream 
    G           C 
The blood in my dreams 
        G 
Are the ones 
                 D 
That you used to know 
        G       Am         
And the gas the plane  
    G     C 
The interstate 
         G 
Live the ones 
                  D 
You don't have to know 

       C 
And I regret 
             D 
This sad and awful truth 
       Em                        D 
But my mouth it'll get away from me 
C               D     
You, I just put up with you, 
       Em                        D 
Kid, I stayed cause you wouldn't leave 

         Am 
Remember love? 
    D 
Oh, love 
        Em 
When we loved 
       G 
It was love 
       Am 
It was love 
      D                       G 
Or at least, as close as I've come 


G C G Am G 


    C             D 
And maybe Joan was running all alone 
    Em                   G 
And there is a shortcut, home 
          Am 
Putting a gun to your brain 
        D                 G 
Man, to take all that you got 


C G Am G 


        C                      D 
And the truth, that I was just scared for you, 
        Em                        D 
But for me that's the way that it comes 
             C                 D       
You'd gotten used to me and my awful tongue 
    Em                       D 
But god, didn't we have some fun? 


             Am 
When we made love 
       D 
In the van 
      Em                         G 
And I drove with your hand on my lap 
             Am            D 
And when San Diego got too unkind 
        Em                      G 
We just picked up and left em behind 
                Am 
And we had some love 
         D 
And some hope 
               Em                  G 
A full tank of gas and a wide open road 
       Am 
It was love 
   D 
To us 
                   Em 
It was all that we had 
            Am 
And there's days 
         D 
You just break 
                   Em 
The best thing you have 
                    C 
But I still call it love 
    D                          G 
For now, it's the closest I've come. 

G C G Am G

Enviado por: Roberto Poiel

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