Written by Sergej Galojan/Martin Kierszenbaum/Valery Polienko/Ivan Shapovalov
Cm This was an accident,not the kind where sirens sound Gm Never even noticed Bm We're suddenly crumbling Cm Tell me how you've never felt, delicate or innocent Gm Do you still have doubts that Bm Us having faith makes any sense Cm Tell me nothing ever counts, lashing out or breaking down Gm Still somebody loses 'cause Bm There's no way to turn around Cm Staring at your photograph, everything now in the past Gm Never felt so lonely I Bm Wish that you could show me love Cm Gm Show me love, show me love, Fm show me love,Show me love, Bm show me love, 'Til you open the door Cm Gm Show me love, show me love, Fm show me love,Show me love, Bm show me love, 'Til I'm up off the floor Cm Gm Show me love, show me love, Fm show me love,Show me love, Bm show me love,'Til it's inside my pores Cm Gm Show me love, show me love, Fm show me love,Show me love, Bm show me love, 'Til I'm screaming for more Cm Random acts of mindlessness, commonplace occurrences Gm Chances and surprises Bm Another state of consciousness Cm Tell me nothing ever counts, lashing out or breaking down Gm Still somebody loses 'cause Bm There's no way to turn around Cm Tell me how you've never felt, delicate or innocent Gm Do you still have doubts that Bm Us having faith makes any sense Cm You play games, I play tricks,girls and girls, but you're the one Gm Like a game of pick-up sticks Gm Played by fucking lunatics and so on.. hope it's right :S see yazz