Biography:
Veronica Ballestrini & John Vesely.
Nashville, USA
https://www.therebelroads.com/
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Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
[Intro] Bm - A - G - F#/D - G - F#/D - A
[Verse 1]
Bm
I've been trying to figure out
A G F#/D
I've been trying to get our feet back on the ground
G F#/D A
Waiting for love to come back around.. again
Bm
It seems like everything
A G F#/D
I ever did to try to make you work again somehow
G F#/D
left us where we are right now
G A
built it up to crumble down...
[Chorus]
F#/D A
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe we've become our memories
Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
Bm A G
and the hardest part is being the first to know
we gotta let it go...
[Verse 2]
Bm - A - G - F#/D - G - F#/D - A
Bm A
you've been trying to tell me its cool
G F#/D
you've been trying to make the wrong seem right
G F#/D A
saying everything's just fine
Bm
and everytime you're next to me
A G F#/D
im trying hard to find you but your miles and miles away
G F#/D
and i've work so hard to stay
G A
hoping you'll come back someday..
[Chorus 2]
F#/D A
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe we've become our memories
Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
Bm A G
and the hardest part is being the first to know
Bm G F#/D A
we gotta let it go...
[Chorus 3]
F#/D F#/D
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
co'z you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe all we are is a memory
Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
[Chorus 4]
F#/D A
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe we become a memory
F#m Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
Bm A G
and the hardest part is being the first to know
Bm A G
yeah the hardest part is being the first to know
we gotta let it go...
[Outro] Bm - A - G - F#/D - G - F#/D - ?A?
[Verse 1]
Bm
I've been trying to figure out
A G F#/D
I've been trying to get our feet back on the ground
G F#/D A
Waiting for love to come back around.. again
Bm
It seems like everything
A G F#/D
I ever did to try to make you work again somehow
G F#/D
left us where we are right now
G A
built it up to crumble down...
[Chorus]
F#/D A
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe we've become our memories
Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
Bm A G
and the hardest part is being the first to know
we gotta let it go...
[Verse 2]
Bm - A - G - F#/D - G - F#/D - A
Bm A
you've been trying to tell me its cool
G F#/D
you've been trying to make the wrong seem right
G F#/D A
saying everything's just fine
Bm
and everytime you're next to me
A G F#/D
im trying hard to find you but your miles and miles away
G F#/D
and i've work so hard to stay
G A
hoping you'll come back someday..
[Chorus 2]
F#/D A
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe we've become our memories
Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
Bm A G
and the hardest part is being the first to know
Bm G F#/D A
we gotta let it go...
[Chorus 3]
F#/D F#/D
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
co'z you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe all we are is a memory
Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
[Chorus 4]
F#/D A
And lately, i've been going crazy
Bm
you dont call me baby
G
like you did before
F#/D A
and maybe we become a memory
F#m Bm A G
and its too late for sorry if you dont love me anymore
Bm A G
and the hardest part is being the first to know
Bm A G
yeah the hardest part is being the first to know
we gotta let it go...
[Outro] Bm - A - G - F#/D - G - F#/D - ?A?
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