Chords for The Lovers - Arctic Monkeys

_ _ _ _ [C#m] _ _ Up from the pastures of boredom, _ out from the sea of [G#m] discontent,
They come in packs like hungry [B] hounds, the [F#m] seekers of the dark [C#m] enchantments.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _ [Am] _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ They haunt the boulevards and bars, _ they pray to wishing wells and stars,
_ _ They ride the hurricane of hope, [A] not looking back but on they go,
They're heading _ [B]
towards the [E] distance and deceiving, [C#m] _
and all the while they keep [C#] believing,
_ _ [B] _
That they are [E] special and apart, _ [C#m] _
_ _ [C#] the [F#m] lovers, _ _ [B] _
the lovers [F#m] of the heart, _ [B] _
_ _ [C#m] the lovers.
_ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
And when they pair off two by two, _ they feel they are the chosen few, _ _
And though their beds are made of straw, it feels like [F#m] velvet in the night,
[B] _ [E] And so the night is never ending, _ [C#m] it's made of distance [F#m] and pretending,
[B] _ _ Because they're special [E] and apart, _ _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] the lovers, _ _ [B] _ _ the lovers [F#m] of the heart.
_ [B] _ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ And when [F#m] love goes away, _ _ _ [B] and when love goes _ _ away,
_ [E] Goodbye _ _ _ [F#m] _ [B] catches in their [F#m] throats like [B] cotton, _ [G#] _ and rises in their [C#m] hearts like rain,
And when [F#m] the good times [G#] suddenly are all [C#m] forgotten, _ _ _ _ _ the [F#m] hunt _ _ _ [G#m] begins _ _ _ [E] again. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ They search the subways and the streets, _ their faces tired like their feet,
_ Their bodies aching to be warm, and so they [G#m] hide [F#m] behind the moon,
[G] _
[B] _ The [E] loneliness inside them growing, [C#m] _ and they take [F#m] comfort in just knowing,
[B] _ _ That they are [E] special and apart, _ [C#m] _ _ _ [F#m] the lovers, _
[B] _ _ the [Em] lovers [F#m] of the heart, [B] _ _ _ _ [C#m] the lovers. _
_ _ _ _ And when [F#m] love comes again, _ _ and when [B] love _ _ [E] comes,
Hello _ [C] _
_ [F#m] _ [B] rises from their [F#m] throats like [B]
singing, [G#] _ [C#] and catches [G#] in their hearts [C#m] like wind,
[F#m] The good things _ [G#] _
strangers in their [C#m] arms are bringing, _ [F#m] makes _ life _ [B] [G#m] alright _ _ [E] again.
_ _ _ _ They _ _ _ turn their faces to the light, _ _ no longer hiding in the _ night,
_ So unashamed and unafraid that they [G#m] can [F#m] face each other's [Em] faults,
[B] _
And [E] though the waltz will have [C#] its ending, [C#m] _
there's no [F#m] harm in just pretending,
[A] _ [B] _
That they are [E] special and apart, [B] _ [C#m] _
_ _ _ [F#m] the [A] lovers, _ [B] _
_ the [A] lovers of the heart, _ [B] _
_ _ the [C#m] lovers. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _