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[E]The truth about love comes at 3am
You wake up f*cked up and you grab a pen
And you say[A]say to yourself
I'm gonna figure it out, I'm gonna[E]gonna crack that code
Gonna break it break it down
I'm [B]tired of all these questions
And,[A]And, now it's just annoying
Cause[E]Cause, no one has the answer
So I guess it's up to me
To find the[E]the truth about love
As it comes, and it goes
A strange fascination with his lips and toes
Mornin[A]Morning breath, bedroom eyes on a smiling face
Sheet mar[E]marks rug burn, and a sugar glaze
The shock[B]shock and the awe that can[A]can eat you raw
[E]If the truth about love
 
Chorus:
[E]I think it just may be perfect
You're the person of my dreams
[A]I never ever ever ever been this happy
B[E]But now something has changed
And The[B]The Truth About Love is it's[A]it's all a lie
I t[E]thought you were the one, and I hate goodbyes
 
(Chord-less/Palm-mute)
Oh, you want the truth?
 
The [E]truth about love is it's nasty and salty
It's the regret in
the morning, it's the smelling of armpits
It's [A]wings, and songs
And trees, and birds
It's a[E]all the poetry that you ever heard
[B]Terror coup d'etat, life [A]line forget-me-nots
It's the [E]hunt and the kill
The schemes and the plots
The [E]truth about love is it's blood, and it's guts
Purebreds and mutts
Sandwiches without the crust
It t[A]takes your breath, cause it leaves a scar
But t[E]those untouched never got never got very far
It's r[B]rage and it's hate
And a [A]sick twist of fate
And that's the[E]the truth about love
The truth about love
 
(Repeat Chorus)
 
[B]Oh you can l[A]lose your breath and
[B]Oh, you can [A]shoot a gun and
[B]Convince you're the [A]only one
that's [B]ever felt this wa[A]way before
[B]It hurts inside the[A]the hurt within and
[B]It folds together[A]together pocket thin and
[B]It's whispered by the[A]the angels' lips and
[B]It can turn you into a son of a bitch man
 

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