Every Rose Has Its Thorn
Poison
G Cadd9 G Cadd9
GWe both lie silently still, in the Cadd9dead of the night.
Although we Gboth lie close together, we feel Cadd9miles apart inside.
Was it somGething I said, or Cadd9something I did,
did my Gwords not come out Cadd9right?
Though I Dtried not to hurt you, though I Ctried, but I guess that's why they say
GEvery rose has its Cadd9thorn.
Just like Gevery night has its Cadd9dawn.
Just like Gevery cowDboy sings a Csad, sad Gsong.
GEvery rose has its Cthorn. Yeah, it does.
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I Glisten to our favorite song, playing on the Cadd9radio.
Hear the GDJ say love's a game of easy come and Cadd9easy go.
But I Gwonder, does he Cadd9know, has he Gever felt like Cadd9this?
And I Dknow that you'd be here right now if I
Ccoulda let you know, somehow I guess
GEvery rose has its Cadd9thorn.
Just like Gevery night has its Cadd9dawn.
Just like Gevery Dcowboy sings a Csad, sad Gsong.
GEvery rose has its Cthorn.
EmThough it's been a Dwhile now, I can Cstill feel so much Gpain.
EmLike a knife that Dcuts you the wound healsC, but the scar, that scar remains
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Em D C C
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I Gknow I coulda saved our love that night if I'd Cadd9known what to say.
GInstead of making love we both Cadd9made our separate ways.
And Gnow I hear you've found Cadd9somebody new, and Gthat I never meant that Cadd9much to you.
To Dhear that tears me up inside, and to Csee you cuts me like a knife, I guess
GEvery rose has its Cadd9thorn.
Just like Gevery night has its Cadd9dawn.
Just like eveGry cowDboy sings a Csad, sad Gsong.
GEvery rose has its Cthorn.
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