[Intro]
(D  Bm  F#m A) (x2)
[Estrofa]
D              Bm    F#m     A  D            Bm       F#m   A 
Late dawns and early sunsets  , just like my favorite scenes 
D            Bm        F#m      B  A     D            Bm     F#m   A 
Then holding hands and life was perfect, just like up on the screen 
  
Bm            F#m        G     A 
And the whole time while always giving 
Bm            F#m   G       A 
Counting your face among the living
[Medio]
D           Bm   F#m   A  D           Bm     F#m       A 
Up and down escalators  , pennies and colder fountains
[Estrofa]
D     Bm      F#m        B  A   D              Bm       F#m       A 
Elevators and half price sales, trapped in by all these mountains 
Bm       F#m     G     A 
Running away and hiding with you 
Bm      F#m            G     A 
I never thought they'd get me here 
Bm              F#m          G       A 
Not knowing you changed from just one bite 
Bm            F#m      G     A                  Bm 
I fought them all off just to hold you close and tight
[Estribillo]
  
But does anyone notice? 
                F#m 
But does anyone care? 
                                          G 
And if I had the guts to put this to your head... 
                   A                        F#m 
But would anything matter if you're already dead? 
                G                                A 
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said? 
                   F#m 
Before I pull this trigger, 
                     G 
Your eyes vacant and stained...
[Estribillo]
                A 
But does anyone notice? 
                F#m 
But does anyone care? 
                 G               A 
And if I had the guts to put this to your head... 
                   F#m                      G 
And would anything matter if you're already dead? 
                    A                             F#m 
And now should I be shocked by the last thing you said? 
                   G 
Before I pull this trigger, 
                     A 
Your eyes vacant and stained... 
                  F#m 
And in saying you loved me, 
                      G 
Made things harder at best, 
                         A 
And these words changing nothing 
             F#m 
As your body remains, 
                       G 
And there's no room in this hell, 
                       A 
There's no room in the next, 
                 F#m 
And our memories defeat us, 
                  G 
And I'll end this direst.
[Estribillo]
                A 
But does anyone notice? 
                F#m 
But does anyone care? 
                 G                       A 
And if I had the guts to put this to your head... 
                  F#m                      G 
But does anything matter if you're already dead? 
                A                                 F#m 
And should I be shocked now by the last thing you said? 
                   G 
Before I pull this trigger, 
                     A 
Your eyes vacant and stained... 
                  F#m 
And in saying you loved me, 
                      G 
Made things harder at best, 
                         A 
And these words changing nothing 
             F#m 
As your body remains, 
                       G 
And there's no room in this hell, 
                       A 
There's no room in the next, 
                F#m 
But does anyone notice there's a corpse in this bed?