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[INTRODUÇÃO]
e|-----------|
B|-----------|
G|8-8-8----8-|
D|9-9-9-11---|
A|-----------|
E|-----------|

Esses acordes são tocados no desenrolar da música
e|7-7-4-2-7-|
B|7-9-4-2-7-|
G|8-9-4-3-8-|
D|9-9-6-4-9-|
A|9-7-6-4-9-|
E|7---4-2-7-|

E também
e|4-0-2-|
B|4-0-4-|
G|4-1-4-|
D|6-2-4-|
A|6-2-2-|
E|4-0---|


 A                                 D
 There are certain people you just keep coming back to 
        F#m      E        A
 She is right in front of you 
 A                             D
 You begin to wonder could you find a better one 
          F#m    E         A      A
 Compared to her now she's in question 



     F#m             D               A
 And all at once the crowd begins to sing 
               F#m                   D                   A
 Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same 
           A                  D
 Maybe you want her maybe you need her 
           A             D     A      E       D
 Maybe you started to compare to some-one not there 



 A                             D
 Looking for the right one you line up the world to find 
          F#m       E          A
 Where no questions cross your mind 
     A                             D
 But she won't keep on waiting for you without a doubt 
      F#m        E      A       A
 Much longer for you to sort it out 



     F#m             D               A
 And all at once the crowd begins to sing 
               F#m                   D                   A
 Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same 
           A                  D
 Maybe you want her maybe you need her 
           A             D     A      E       D
 Maybe you started to compare to some-one not there 
           A                 D
 Maybe you want it maybe you need it, 
            A                  D
 Maybe it's all you're running from, 
    A       E        D
 Perfection will not come 



     F#m             D               A
 And all at once the crowd begins to sing  
     F#m   D    A
 Sometimes (sometimes)
      F#m               D                 A
 We'd never know what's wrong without the pain 
               F#m                   D                   A
 Sometimes the hardest thing and the right thing are the same 
           A                  D
 Maybe you want her maybe you need her 
           A             D      A     E       D
 Maybe you started to compare to some-one not there  
           A                 D
 Maybe you want it maybe you need it, 
            A                  D
 Maybe it's all you're running from, 
    A       E        D
 Perfection will not come 
  F#m D   A               F#m D  A
    Oooh   will never come
           F#m                D
 Maybe you want her maybe you need her  
           A                             F#m     D
 Maybe you had her maybe you lost her to another  oh
     A
 To another