Intro: F Am G F

Verse:

  Am        G        F 
   And the light you gave
                          Am 
   You took when you were gone
          G                 F 
   It's a war that can't be won
   With fists or talk or money
  Am           G       F 
   And there's no escape
                               Am
   But there's nothing I want more
            G              F               
   But I'd better stop complaining now
   I guess because

   F            Am                     G   
   Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
   Too many sad words make a sad, sad song

   And the night you came
   You won me all and all
   And the better part of everything
   Was born to run
   And the price of fame
   Is that they love you when you're gone
   But I better stop complaining now
   It's useless because

   Too many sad words make a sad, sad song
   Too many sad words make a sad, sad song

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