^AbThe innocence of life comes ^Ebslashing like a knife on the ^FMphotograph of our ^Bblove your ^Ablost and wistful sighs are ^Ebcrying in the night to the ^FMecho of your broken ^Bbwings

^BbMand where does love ^C7go when the ^FMfeelings turn to bitterness ^BbMwhat will ^Csurvive us is ^Flove

the ^Abconsequence of this is ^Ebslashed upon your wrist in the ^FMinnocense of your w^Bbows your ^Abguided missile looks the ^Ebblood stained kiss you took taste like ^FMmemories on my ^Bbmouth

^BbMand where does love ^C7go when the ^FMfeelings turn to bitterness ^BbMwhat will ^Csurvive us is ^Flove

the ^Absuicidal cry that ^Ebhits you in the eye like a ^FMthunderbolt from the ^Bbsky ^Abenlightens on the love ^Ebheld in your velvet glove like an ^FMatom bomb in your ^Bbmind

^Bbmand where does love ^C7go when the f^FMeelings turn to bitterness ^BbMwhat will ^Csurvive us is ^Flove