First Cut Is The Deepest chords

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but B there's someone _ F# who's torn it E apart.
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And B she's taken just F# all that I E have.
_ _ F# But if you want out, B try to love F# again.
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_ F# _ I sneered B at her, but she F# _ _ _ .
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When B it comes to loving E me, _ she's the F# worst.
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I B still want you F# by _ E my side.
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Just B to help me dry F# the tears that E I cried.
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And B I'm sure F# I'm gonna give you a E try.
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