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Tom: C
Intro: C   Dm   F   C  (2x)

G                 F             C               Am
We met some time ago, when we were almost young
 Bm              Am                           F             G
It never crossed my mind to ask, where did you come from?
G                 F             C                Am
I didn't have much money, so I stole you a rose
  Bm                       Am                F               G
You were dressed like an orphan, in Salvation Army clothes
Pre-Chorus 1:
D                   C                G                   C
I never thought I'd lose ya, no - I'd rather go blind
D                   C                G                   C
I thought I saw the future, but the fortune teller lied
Chorus 1:
C                       Dm               F                 C
Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
C                           Dm        F            C
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
G                 F             C               Am
I know I wasn't funny, but you laughed at all my jokes
 Bm                    Am                                   F                 G
When I was choking on the words to say, you shoved your finger down my throat
G                 F             C               Am
The first night I said I loved you, you told me to go to hell
 Bm                   Am                                 F                G
You were giving me head, on that creaky, old bed at the Ol' Duvol Motel
Pre-Chorus 2:
D               C                G                   C
Just like everything ,even good love has to die
D          C           G                   C
Ain't no sympathy when it says goodbye
 

**Chorus 1
**Solo: Am   C   Am   C   Am   F   F   C
**Pre-Chorus 2
Am                   C                                 Dm   F     C
No one even cried, we're one of a kind, one of a kind
Chorus 2:
C                              Dm                 F               C
Love left me stranded at the station and the last train's gone by
C                           Dm        F            C
What was once holy water, tastes like bitter wine
Chorus 3:
C                           Dm            F              C
Your love was my salvation, it could always get me high
C                                 Dm              F                  C
You take the "bag" of holy water, now all that's left is bitter wine
Ending:  C  F  C