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Bor[D]Born to break or to last, is it all in the past?

Is[D] that a scar or a b[Bm]irthmark, retracing this c[A]old heart

And now I’m all [G]out of thread, and I don’t wan[D]want to die here

Keep [D]chasing echoes in [Bm]my mind, babe it’s a f[A]fine line

And I’m so[G]so far over it. And I[D]I know it.

Be[D]Beneath it all I’m still [Bm]broken, cut me out cut[A]cut it open

I can’t d[G]do it anymore. I can[D]can‘t do it.

 

 

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I don’t [G]pay any m[D]mind to the d[A]dew upon the [Bm]vine

Does that [G]mean that it’s not t[D]there if I can’t see[A]see it at all

Though the morning l[G]ight will burn aw[D]ay all the f[A]og the night [Bm]creates

There’ll st[G]ill be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

In the dew upon[D]upon the vine

 

 

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Nowh[D]Nowhere to go or to hide, your only words are all lies

Conf[D]Confiding in your [Bm]own mind, caught in the c[A]cold light

I thought you were[G]were better man, I thought you we[D]were better man

A sl[D]ipped step on the t[Bm]ightrope, faked out by a f[A]alse hope

that things c[G]could be alright. No, they’re [D]not alright

 

 

chorus

I don’t [G]pay any m[D]mind to the d[A]dew upon the [Bm]vine

Does that [G]mean that it’s not t[D]there if I can’t see[A]see it at all

Though the morning l[G]ight will burn aw[D]ay all the f[A]og the night [Bm]creates

There’ll st[G]ill be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

In the dew upon[D]upon the vine

 

 

bridge

I[A]I can’t [Bm]tame my hea[G]heart

it’s like li[A]lightning trying to [Bm]put out a [G]spark

I[A]I can’t [Bm]tame my hea[G]heart

you’re like l[A]ightning trying t[Bm]o put out a[G] spark

 

 

chorus

I never [G]paid any [D]mind to the [A]dew upon the[Bm]the vine

Does that [G]mean that it’s not t[D]there if I can’t see[A]see it at all

Though the morning l[G]ight will burn aw[D]ay all the f[A]og the night [Bm]creates

There’ll st[G]ill be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

And the driv[G]ing rain will wash aw[D]ay all the frightened[A] fires I could not[Bm] tame

There’ll s[G]till be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

In the dew[D]dew upon the vine

verse

Bor[D]Born to break or to last, is it all in the past?

Is[D] that a scar or a b[Bm]irthmark, retracing this c[A]old heart

And now I’m all [G]out of thread, and I don’t wan[D]want to die here

Keep [D]chasing echoes in [Bm]my mind, babe it’s a f[A]fine line

And I’m so[G]so far over it. And I[D]I know it.

Be[D]Beneath it all I’m still [Bm]broken, cut me out cut[A]cut it open

I can’t d[G]do it anymore. I can[D]can‘t do it.

 

 

chorus

I don’t [G]pay any m[D]mind to the d[A]dew upon the [Bm]vine

Does that [G]mean that it’s not t[D]there if I can’t see[A]see it at all

Though the morning l[G]ight will burn aw[D]ay all the f[A]og the night [Bm]creates

There’ll st[G]ill be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

In the dew upon[D]upon the vine

 

 

verse

Nowh[D]Nowhere to go or to hide, your only words are all lies

Conf[D]Confiding in your [Bm]own mind, caught in the c[A]cold light

I thought you were[G]were better man, I thought you we[D]were better man

A sl[D]ipped step on the t[Bm]ightrope, faked out by a f[A]alse hope

that things c[G]could be alright. No, they’re [D]not alright

 

 

chorus

I don’t [G]pay any m[D]mind to the d[A]dew upon the [Bm]vine

Does that [G]mean that it’s not t[D]there if I can’t see[A]see it at all

Though the morning l[G]ight will burn aw[D]ay all the f[A]og the night [Bm]creates

There’ll st[G]ill be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

In the dew upon[D]upon the vine

 

 

bridge

I[A]I can’t [Bm]tame my hea[G]heart

it’s like li[A]lightning trying to [Bm]put out a [G]spark

I[A]I can’t [Bm]tame my hea[G]heart

you’re like l[A]ightning trying t[Bm]o put out a[G] spark

 

 

chorus

I never [G]paid any [D]mind to the [A]dew upon the[Bm]the vine

Does that [G]mean that it’s not t[D]there if I can’t see[A]see it at all

Though the morning l[G]ight will burn aw[D]ay all the f[A]og the night [Bm]creates

There’ll st[G]ill be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

And the driv[G]ing rain will wash aw[D]ay all the frightened[A] fires I could not[Bm] tame

There’ll s[G]till be a t[D]race of our love le[A]ft behind

In the dew[D]dew upon the vine