D You used to write me letters, G you'd send me records in the post, G Like 'Born To Run', by Springsteen, D you knew the songs I love the most, D But with the sweetest sorrow, G I told you some things just won't last, G For you and I are passed our dancing days. Chorus: A Bm G I said it's not your fault, I lied, A Bm G and I don't have time to watch you cry, A Bm G A Bm G And I'm thinking Romeo must die, ai, ai, ai, ai. I tried to treat you gently I said I'd always be your friend But now your hands are empty You don't know how to let this end So with the sweetest sorrow Let me spell it out for you You and I are past our dancing days Chorus Bm Did you think I wouldn't notice F#m G As if I wouldn't bat an eye G Did you think that you could hide it G All of your violent delights Bm Did you think I wouldn't notice F#m G As if I wouldn't bat an eye G Did you think that you could hide it G All of your violent delights Chorus - x2 | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D F#m G Bm |