The All American Rejects - My Paper Heart

Violão

       

                  C                     G
Please just don't play with me My paper heart will bleed
     F
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me please I beseach you
C                            G
Simple things, that make you run a-way
F                          F2
Catch you if I can
C               G 
Tears fall, down your face
    A         G         F
The taste, is something new
                 C
(Something that) I know
       G      A            G          F
Moving on is, easiest when I am around you.
   A      
So bottle up old love,
    G
And throw it out to sea,
C                   A
Watch it away as you cry
     F
Now a year has past
    G
The seasons go
                  C
Please just don't play with me
         G
My paper heart will bleed
     F
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me please I beseach you
C                            G
Simple things, that make you run a-way
F                           F2
Catch you if I can
C                  G            
Waiting, day to day it goes through
   A         G          F
My lips, are sealed for her
(My tongue is)
C                  G
Tied to, a dream of being with you
   A                   G          F
To settle for less, is not what I prefer
   A      
So bottle up old love,
    G
And throw it out to sea,
C                   A
Watch it away as you cry
     F
Now a year has past
    G
The seasons go
                  C
Please just don't play with me
         G
My paper heart will bleed
     F
This wait for destiny won't do
Be with me please I beseach you
C                            G
Simple things, that make you run a-way
F                           F2
Catch you if I can
-Here are the most emphasized notes in the Do-Wop LALA part-
C G A F2 E2 F
C G2 E2 F2
-That might not be correct, o well-
C                   G  
   Summer time, the nights are so long
    A                     F      G   
The leaves fall down, and so do I into
the arms of a friend
C
   Winter nights
   G                    A
My bedside is cold, for I am gone
    F               G
And spring blossoms you to me