verse 1 

         G          C              Em           G 
From the hot strobe lights and the spiked punch bliss 
        G          C           Em         G 
And the long walks home in the dark we'll miss 
G        C           Em          G 
  Nobody teaches you how to reminisce 
G        Am             C/E  D/F# G 
  Nobody teaches you to hurt like this 


[Refrão]

          G   C                 G           G/F# 
Then we slide into the arms of someone else 
          Em   C                 G 
Yeah, we slide into the arms of someone else 


verse 2 
        G         C         Em7     G 
No more coked up, broke, nocturnal kids 
         G         C         Em7          G 
Was that ever even us? Do we know what we missed? 
G         C          Em7         G 
  Nobody teaches you how to win big 
G         C                Em7      G 
  Nobody said there's no reverse on this 


[Refrão]

          G   C                 G           G/F# 
Then we slide into the arms of someone else 
           Em7 C                 G 
Yeah, we slide into the arms of someone else 
      G         C            G            Cadd2        G            C 
In disguise, we get a little better at controlling ourselves around midnight 
        G     C                G 
Then we slide into the arms of someone else 


Bridge 
G                Am 
Nobody wants to, nobody wants to 
G                Am 
Nobody wants to, nobody wants to 
G               C         D 
Nobody wants to wake up alone 


[Refrão]

        G     C                G             G/F# 
Then we slide into the arms of someone else 
        Em    C                G 
Then we slide into the arms of someone else 
      G         C            G             Cadd2          G            C 
In disguise, we get a little better at controlling ourselves around midnight 
            G     C                 D            G 
But then we slide into the arms of some, someone else 

Underscoring 

 G Cadd2 G G 
 C D C G 
 G C C D G 
 G C G D G 

Spoken Outro: David Harris 

The weight of the world is love 

Under the burden of solitude, under the burden of dissatisfaction the weight, the weight we carry is love 

And so must rest in the arms of love at last, must rest in the arms of love