[Intro]
[Strophe]
              Em              D     G 
He could be a sinner, or a gentleman 
              Em                 D             G 
He could be a preacher when your soul is damned 
              Em          D       Bm 
He could be a lawyer on a witness stand but 
Am                     Em     C       G 
  He'll never love you like I can, can  
              Em                  D            G 
He could be a stranger you gave a second glance 
              Em           D              G 
He could be a trophy, of a one night stand 
                   Em           D          Bm 
He could have your humor, but I don't understand cause 
Am                     Em     C       G 
  He'll never love you like I can, can, can
[Refrain]
D                          Bm            Em 
  Why are you looking down all the wrong roads? 
C                                G           D 
  When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul 
D                         Bm             Em 
  There may be lovers who hold out their hands but 
Am                       Em     C       G 
  They'll never love you like I can, can, can 
Am                       Em     C       G 
  They'll never love you like I can, can
[Strophe]
           Em            D        G 
A chance encounter of circumstance 
             Em                     D        G 
Maybe he’s a mantra keeps your mind entranced 
                Em             D   Bm 
He could be the silence in this mayhem, but then again 
Am                     Em     C        G 
  He'll never love you like I can, can, can
[Refrain]
D                          Bm            Em 
  Why are you looking down all the wrong roads? 
C                                G           D 
  When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul 
D                         Bm             Em 
  There may be lovers who hold out their hands but 
Am                       Em     C        G 
  They'll never love you like I can, can, can 
Am                       Em     C        G 
  They'll never love you like I can, can, can 
Am                     Em     C        G 
  He'll never love you like I can, can, can
[Strophe]
   Em                     D        G 
We both have demons, that we can't stand 
  Em                    D      G 
I love your demons like devils can 
   Em                     D     G 
If you’re self-seeking an honest man 
     Am              B 
Then stop deceiving, Lord please
[Refrain]
D                          Bm            Em 
  Why are you looking down all the wrong roads? 
C                                G           D 
  When mine is the heart and the salt of the soul 
D                         Bm             Em 
  There may be lovers who hold out their hands but 
Am                       Em     C        G 
  They'll never love you like I can, can, can 
Am                       Em     C        G 
  They'll never love you like I can, can, can 
Am                     Em     C        G 
  He'll never love you like I can, can, can