All we ever see of the stars are their old photographs

[Intro] Bbmaj7  C  Dm7  C
His sunken eyes are hid behind a darken lens
      C      Bbmaj7       C  Dm
The redness of his face permits
     C            Bbmaj7         C Dm
The truth his words won't dare admit,
     C      Bbmaj7       C  Dm       C   Bbmaj7

  Dm7  Bb                    F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
                   C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
  Dm7   Bb                  F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
               C                           Bbmaj7
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath

      Bbmaj7                       C
She stands tall with strength not height
       Dm               C
You can see the fists inside her eyes
 Bbmaj7                   C
Now its time for her revenge
   Dm                   C
Delivered acid tongue, god pity/help him
 Bbmaj7                C     Dm  C
She sits there in the aftermath
      Bbmaj7              C   Dm       C  Bbmaj7
As the cars are driving slowly past

  Dm7  Bb                    F
Broken doors and thoughtless words,
                   C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
  Dm7   Bb                  F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
               C
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath

 Bbmaj7                C
She sits there in the aftermath
    Dm                    F
And listens as cars drive slowly past
Bb         C
His final show, his lies
          Dm                    (Dm C)
Had done nothing but cured her smile

             Bb         C
Her bruises fade from black to blue,
Dm                C
Over time they slowly heal
                     Bb           C7
You'll think you've grown found love again
                        Dm
When you break your own heart
           Dm  C
It will never mend.

  Dm7  Bb                    F
Broken doors and thoughtless words
                   C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
  Dm7   Bb                  F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
               C
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath

  Dm7  Bb                    F      C
Broken doors and thoughtless words
  Dm7   Bb                  F       C
Feeble threats and loveless debts

  Dm7  Bb                    F
Broken doors and thoughtless words,
                   C
The tyre tracks on her dead lawn
  Dm7   Bb                  F
Feeble threats and loveless debts
               C                            Bb     F
Prove nothing when she still steals your breath