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Intro: |Am |Am |Am |Am |
Verse: 1
E
She found the records lying underneath the bed
Am
All the songs she used to sing
E
All the songs she used to play
Am
All those words, those melodies
E Am
And the promise of some kind of love
E F
And the promise of some kind of love
C
When we lose what we love
G
Don't think anything will ever taste the same
Am
When we lose what we love
F
Don't think anything will ever feel as good again
C G
Now I know how much the anger, however much the pain
Am F C
Destroy only enough that enough still remains of
G Am F
Some kind of love, some kind of love, some kind of love
C G Am F
Some kind of love, some kind of love, some kind of love
Verse: 2
E Am
The songs hadn't changed, every note just the same
E
But when she played them once again
Am
All those words, those melodies
E Am
Like better days past and gone, leaving her behind
E Am
With the promise of some kind of love
E F
With the promise of some kind of love
C
When we lose what we love
G
Don't think anything will ever taste the same
Am
When we lose what we love
F
Don't think anything will ever feel as good again
C G
Now I know how much the anger, however much the pain
Am F C
Destroy only enough that enough still remains of
G Am F
Some kind of love, some kind of love, some kind of love
C G Am F
Some kind of love, some kind of love, some kind of love
C
Some kind of love
Instrumental
|G |Am |F |
|C |G |Am |F | x2
Verse: 3
C
She put the records back in their place
G
And straightened her dress, and wiped her face
Am
She closed and locked the door
F
And left them lying on the floor
C
And she sang
Outro
G Am F
Mmm, mmm, some kind of love, some kind of love
C G Am F
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, some kind of love, some kind of love
C G Am F C
Mmm, mmm, mmm, mmm, some kind of love, some kind of love
Written by Dido Armstrong/Rollo Armstrong