verse 1:
Bb
When all those broken
bones and bruises
F Gm
Start to show
Bb
And how you ever
got so lost
Gm F
You'll never know
Bb
Staring out at
the great Atlantic
F Gm
Starts to hurt
Bb
You begin to realize
Gm
What you've done to
F Eb
her It's gonna hurt
(You have to live with)
Chorus 1:
Bb Eb
You have to live with
Bb F
The choice you made
Gm
(Whoa) I know it
haunts you to the
F Bb
grave But things don't
Eb Bb F
have to Stay this way
Gm
(Whoa) You better hope
F
it's not too late
Too late to
Eb
save your name
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