Bm A G F#m She walks on through the nightD G Her circumstances slightG/F# Em F#m Bm Are only helping her to failBm A G F#m And though she feels she's right,D G She tries with all her mightG/F# Em F#m Bm And makes the deepest peril pale.G A D A Ch: Oh but she is unrealG A D A Oh but she doesn't feelG F#m Bm Em F#m Bm Oh but she is unreal.Bm A G F#m She chooses who to loveD G And then unlike a doveG/F# Em F#m Bm She takes the laughter from their smilesBm A G F#m She wears a velvet gloveD G Her friends may find it roughG/F# Em F#m Bm It is a gauntlet all the while.G A D A Ch: Oh but she is unrealG A D A Oh but she doesn't feelG F#m Bm Em F#m Bm Oh but she is unreal.
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