(C#m)
Turn around there\'s those eyes again.
(A)
Turn around fake indifference and I.
(C#m) (A)
Watch their cold, dark silhouettes disappear.
(C#m)
A hundred bodies fill this room.
(A)
And all their faces overdone.
(C#m) (A)
Pain is foreign, foreign to us.
Pre-chorus:
(C#m) (B) (A)
I don\'t even know you.
(C#m) (B) (A)
You won\'t even know I\'m gone.
(F#) (A) (Am)
Was it something I did wrong?
Chorus:
(E) (B) (A) (Am)
Roses, roses cold.
(E) (B) (A) (Am)
Roses, roses sold out.
Verse 2:
(C#m)
Turn around reds and whites again.
(A)
I\'d sell my kicks for one more low tar.
(C#m) (A)
Fevers hand in hand with shoelace bracelets.
(C#m)
Why are some girls so naive?
(A)
He didn\'t unbutton your blouse to see.
(C#m)
A better view of your heart.
(A)
Oh yeah, can\'t blame you for trying.
Pre-chorus:
(C#m) (B) (A)
I don\'t even know you.
(C#m) (B) (A)
You won\'t even know I\'m gone.
(F#) (A) (Am)
Was it something I did wrong?
Chorus:
(E) (B) (A) (Am)
Roses, roses cold.
(E) (B) (A) (Am)
Roses, roses sold out.
(E) (B) (A) (Am)
Roses, roses cold.
(E) (B) (A) (Am)
Roses, roses sold out.
Bridge:
(C#m)
Sing it soft.
(A)
Make it slow.
(B)
Apples parachute
(B)
the boys back down.
(C#m)
Fill it up.
(A)
Overflow.
(B) (B)
A new, improved modern way to feel.
End:
(C#m) (B) (A)
I don\'t even know you.
(C#m) (B) (A)
You won\'t even know I\'m gone.
(F#) (A) (Am)
Was it something I did wrong?
(F#) (A) (Am)
Was it something I did wrong?
(F#) (A)
Was it something I did wrong?