Nothing Compares

Pixie Lott

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Tom:
G Gm Walking down Brick Lane, feeling blue
F Fm C F C Winds blowing lightly and I picture you.
G Gm Sweet Sunday morning, with nothing to do.
F Fm C F C Love is like a dream , when it's just me and you.
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G Gm Open my window, sing me a song.
F Fm C F C Baby can't you see that this is where I belong
G Gm With your hand in my hand, still feel feel the love
F Fm C F C Really wish that we could go back to the way that it was.
G C G C Am G F
Dm Am G F They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.
Dm Am G F Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.
F G Am Everytime I let it go, baby it's you.
G C F G Nothing compares to you.
G C F G Nothing compares to you.
G Gm Sweet sunday morning, all by myself.
F Fm C F C Hard love what we've done, when with anyone else.
G Gm Watch my mascara dripping down.
F Fm C F C Baby how did we end up like this? Where are you now?
Dm Am G F They say if it doesn't kill you it'll make you stronger.
Dm Am G F Oh, but I can't be without you any longer.
F G Am Everytime I let it go, baby it's you.
G C F G Nothing compares to you.
G C F G Nothing compares to you.
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Composição: Gad Tobias Martin e Kaci Brown

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