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Purest Of Pain
Son By Four
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For the chords, pick starting with the bass note, then go down
and then back up (i.e. E or A string, then D&G strings, then B&E
strings, then back to D&G strings)
intro1
e-0-0/1-333-1-0--------0---------------------------0-1-0--------|
B---------------3-1-1-3-3-1---1-1---1-1----1-1--1-3-----1/3--0--|
G--------------------------0-2---2-0---0------------------------|
D----------------------------------------3----------------------|
A---------------------------------------------------------------|
E---------------------------------------------------------------|
C G/B Am
Sorry didn?t mean to call you but I couldn?t fight it
G F
I guess I was weak, couldn?t even hide it
C/E F G
And so I surrender just to hear your voice
C G/B Am
I don?t know how many times I said I?m gonna live without you
G F
Maybe someone else is standing there beside you
C/E F G
But there?s something baby that you need to know
Chorus
Am G F G
That deep inside me, I feel like I?m dying
Am G F G
I have to see you, it?s all that I?m asking
C G/B Am
(Baby) give me back my fantasy
G F C/E F G
The courage that I need to live, the air that I breathe
C G/B Am
(Living without you) my world?s become so empty
G F
My days are so cold and lonely
C/E F G
Each night I taste the purest of pain
intro2
e--0-0/1-333-1-0-------0------------------0-3--1/3-1--------|
B---------------3-1-1-3-3-1---3-3---0-1-3-----------3/5--3--|
G--------------------------0-2---0-2------------------------|
D-----------------------------------------------------------|
A-----------------------------------------------------------|
E-----------------------------------------------------------|
C G/B Am
I wish I could tell you I?m feeling better every day
G F
That I didn?t hurt when you walked away
C/E F G
But to tell you the truth I can?t find my way
Repeat Chorus
C G/B Am G F C/E G A
D A/C# Bm
(Baby) give me back my fantasy
A G D/F# G A
The courage that I need to live, the air that I breathe
D A/C# Bm
(Living without you) my world?s become so empty
A G
My days are so cold and lonely
D/F# G A
Each night I taste the purest of pain
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