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Intro: D G A
D
Maybe it's too late.
Em A
Sometimes I even hate myself for loving you
D
Trying to be strong
Em A
Then nighttime comes along and I start loving you Wanting you.
Em
Where is all my selfcontrol I'm burning way down in my soul
A
And needing you,
Em A
And wishing I could be the man, I try to
Em A
Hating me for wanting you to be with you
Em A
knowing you don't love me like you used to
D
But it's midnight, Ohh and I miss you
D G
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
A
Funny how things have a way of looking so much
D
brighter in the day light
D
I ought to go to bed to try
G
And straighten out my head and just forget you
Em D Bm G A D
Oh but it's midnight yes and I miss you
D G
It's getting late and I know that's when I am weak
A
Funny how things have a way of looking so much
D
brighter in the day light
D
I ought to go to bed to try
G Em
And straighten out my head and just forget you
D Bm G A D
Oh but it's midnight yes and I miss you
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