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Název Every rose has its thorn Every rose has its thorn
Interpret Poison Poison
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  Capo 2      1st var: D...D.DU.U.UDUDU   2nd var: D...D.DU.UD.D.DU + 3rd var: D.D.D.DU.UD.DUDU    - Intro: [E,A, E, A] + Intro: [E, A, E, A]      #. [E]We both lie silently still, in the [A]dead of the night.   Although we b[E]oth lie close together, we feel [A]miles apart inside.   Was it som[E]ething I said, or so[A]mething I did,   did my wo[E]rds not come out [A]right?   Though I t[B]ried not to hurt you, though I [A]tried, but I guess that's why they say      Chorus: [E]Every rose has its t[A]horn.   Just like e[E]very night has its [A]dawn.   Just like e[E]very cow[B]boy sings a sa[A]d, sad s[E]ong.   E[E]very rose has its th[A]orn.      Instrumental: [E,A, E, A]      #. I [E]listen to our favorite song, playing on the [A]radio.   Hear the D[E]J say love's a game of easy come and[A] easy go.   But I w[E]onder, does he[A] know, has[E] he ever felt li[A]ke this?   And I k[B]now that you'd be here right now if I   [A] coulda let you know, somehow I guess   --->   Chorus: [E]Every rose has its t[A]horn.   Just like e[E]very night has its [A]dawn.   Just like e[E]very cow[B]boy sings a [A]sad, sad [E]song.   E[E]very rose has its th[A]orn.      Bridge: [C#m] Though it's been a wh[B]ile now, I can st[A]ill feel so much pa[E]in.   [C#m] Like a knife that cu[B]ts you the wound heals,[A] but the scar, that scar remains      Solo: [E, A, E, A]   [C#m, B, A, E]   [C#m, B, A, A]      Instrumental: [E,A, E, A]      #. I k[E]now I coulda saved our love that night if I'd[A] known what to say.   [E] Instead of making love we both[A] made our separate ways.   And n[E]ow I hear you've found [A]somebody new, [E]and that I never meant t[A]hat much to you.   To h[B]ear that tears me up inside, and to s[A]ee you cuts me like a knife, I guess      Chorus: [E]Every rose has its t[A]horn.   Just like e[E]very night has its [A]dawn.   Just like e[E]very cow[B]boy sings a sa[A]d, sad s[E]ong.   E[E]very rose has its th[A]orn.