| Intro:  
G                         
[C9]                                  
G                         
[C9]
 
 
 V1:       [G]We
both lie silently still in the                                        
[C9]dead of the night. Although we
 [G]both
lie close together we feel                                      
[C9]miles apart inside. Was it
 [G]something
I said or [C9]something I did? Did my      
[G]words not come out [C9]right?
Though I
 [D]tried
not to hurt you, though I                                         
[C]tried. But I guess that's why
they say
 
 
 C:         [G]every
rose has its                                                   
[C9]thorn, just like
 [G]every
night has its                                                   
[C9]dawn. Just like
 [G]every
[D]cowboy sings his                                    
[C]sad, sad [G]song
 [G]every
rose has its                                                   
[C]thorn.                    
(Yeah, it does)
 
 
 Instr:   
G                         
[C9]                                  
G                         
[C9]
 
 
 V2:       [G]listen
to our favorite song playing on the             
[C9]radio hear the
 [G]D.J.
say love's a game of easy come and          
[C9]easy go. But I
 [G]wonder
does [C9]he know, has he                      
[G]ever felt like [C9]this? And I
 [D]know
that you'd be here right now if I                   
[C]could've let you know
somehow. I guess
 
 
 C:         [G]every
rose has its                                                  
[C9]thorn, just like
 [G]every
night has its                                                 
[C9]dawn. Just like
 [G]every
[D]cowboy sings his                                  
[C]sad, sad [G]song
 [G]every
rose has its                                                 
[C]thorn.                    
 
 
 B:         [Em]Though
it's been a [D]while now I can                       
[C]still feel so much [G]pain.
 [Em]Like
the knife that [D]cuts you, the wound
heals,      [C]but the scar, that scar re-
 [G]mains
 
 
 Solo:  
{like ½ verse, then bridge}
 G                         
[C9]                                  
G                         
[C9]
 
 
 V3:       [G]I
know I could have saved our love that night if I'd        [C9]known
what to say
 [G]Instead
of making love                                       
we both [C9]made our separate ways. And, now I
 [G]hear
you've found some- [C9]body new and               
[G]that I never meant that [C]much
to you. To
 [D]hear
that tears me up inside and to                              
[C]see you cuts me like a
knife. I guess
 
 
 C:         [G]every
rose has its                                                 
[C9]thorn, just like
 [G]every
night has its                                                
[C9]dawn. Just like
 [G]every
[D]cowboy sings his                                  
[C]sad, sad [G]song
 [G]every
rose has its                                                 
[C]thorn.                    
 
 
 {notes}           
G 
A  B 
D  E 
G  
 
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