I was upset that it wasn't already up here in completion, so I got the whole thing down and decided to share it because I love all of your faces. :D E Our love is dead but without limit, A like the surface of the moon E B7 or the land between here and the mountains. E Well, it is not these hiding places A that have kept us innocent E B7 E but the way you taught me to just let it all go by. E And so we've learned to be as faithless, A stand behind bulletproof glass, E B7 exchanging our affections through a drawer. E And it was always horribly convenient A and happening too fast. E B7 E You should count your change before you're even out the door. Yes, you should but please... A E Return, return to the person that you were. C#m B And I will do the same A E cause it is too hard to belong to someone who is gone. F#m A E My compass spins. The wilderness remains. E Once too often, I have retreated A into the depths of my despair. E B7 I built a barricade to block you on the road. E I was standing there with all of my possessions A piled higher than a house, E B7 E I felt closer to you than you ever would have known. E So let each tiny acts of charity A be common ground on which to build E B7 the monument that will commemorate our times. E And though, you swear you've found another A who will surely speed you on your way, E B7 E don't let the forest grow over that path you came there by. But you will, so... A E So hurry up and run to the one that you love. C#m B And blind him with your kindness. A E And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before. F#m A E And claim all that has spoiled in your heart. E Now, I tell myself I've mended A under these patches of blue sky. E B7 There are still a few holes that let in a little rain. E And it's been crying on my shingles. A My floorboards moan under my feet. E B7 E The refrigerator is whining, so I've got reason to complain. E But I am not gonna bless you with such compliments, A some degrading psalm of praise, E B7 like the kind that converted you to me so long ago. E A Because the truth is that gossip's as good as gospel in this town. E B7 E You can save your face but you won't ever save your soul. Baby that's a fact. A E So hurry up and run to the one that you love. C#m B And tie him up in your likeness, A E And he'll become, become the prisoner I was. F#m A E And know all that has spoiled in your heart. F#m A E And know all that has spoiled in your heart. A E So hurry up and run to the one that you love. C#m B And blind him with your kindness. A E And he'll make war, old war, on who you were before. F#m A E And claim all that has spoiled in your heart. F#m A E Yeah, he'll claim all that has spoiled in your heart.