And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
In the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
Was it [B]all just slight of [G#m]hand?
Another [E]trick that fate has played on us [B] [F#]again
[B]Two heads in the [G#m]sand
I [E]hear you talking but I just can't [B] [F#]understand
Caught in [E]no man's land between the wires
[F#]Coming under friendly fire
[E]Can't go forward, can't go back [F#]again
And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
And the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
Flying [B]high with both eyes [G#m]closed
Almost [E]touched the sun, I guess we got too [B] [F#]close
Now I'm [B]dancing on my [G#m]own
But the [E]music's not as good when you're [B] [F#]alone
Caught in [E]no man's land between the wires
[F#]Coming under friendly fire
[E]Can't go forward, can't go back [F#]again
And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
And the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
[B]We wanna talk, but we don't wanna listen
[G#m]We play pretend, but, we both know it's missing
If [E]love burns through bright, it burns out in a minute
At [B]least that's what I [F#]tell myself
[B]We wanna talk, but we don't wanna listen
[G#m]We play pretend, but, we both know it's missing
If [E]love burns through bright, it burns out in a minute
At [F#]least that's what I tell myself
And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
And the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
In the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
Was it [B]all just slight of [G#m]hand?
Another [E]trick that fate has played on us [B] [F#]again
[B]Two heads in the [G#m]sand
I [E]hear you talking but I just can't [B] [F#]understand
Caught in [E]no man's land between the wires
[F#]Coming under friendly fire
[E]Can't go forward, can't go back [F#]again
And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
And the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
Flying [B]high with both eyes [G#m]closed
Almost [E]touched the sun, I guess we got too [B] [F#]close
Now I'm [B]dancing on my [G#m]own
But the [E]music's not as good when you're [B] [F#]alone
Caught in [E]no man's land between the wires
[F#]Coming under friendly fire
[E]Can't go forward, can't go back [F#]again
And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
And the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
[B]We wanna talk, but we don't wanna listen
[G#m]We play pretend, but, we both know it's missing
If [E]love burns through bright, it burns out in a minute
At [B]least that's what I [F#]tell myself
[B]We wanna talk, but we don't wanna listen
[G#m]We play pretend, but, we both know it's missing
If [E]love burns through bright, it burns out in a minute
At [F#]least that's what I tell myself
And it [E]crept up on us, in the [B]way it does
And the [G#m]moment [E]disappeared
And the [E]desert of us, all our [B]tears turned to dust
Now the [G#m]roses don't grow [E]here
I guess that [G#m]love [F#]does [B]what [F#]it [E]wants
And that's [G#m]just [F#]too [B]bad [F#]for [E]us
