Cifra da música: No One Here - The 88

Tom: F

(F  F/D  F/C  F/Bb)

               F                     F/D
Throw away the paper, Throw away the mail
             F/ C                   F/Bb
Be bad if you wanna, Be prepared to fail
               F                       F/D
And all the expectations, I will never meet
                C
Take you to the point of never believing
          Bb            (Bb)
And you're tired of me, My love

            C               Bb               F
But there's no one here who loves you like I do
      Bb               A           Bb               F
Thank God this much is true, Thank God this much is true
            C               Bb               F
And there's no one here who knows just how I feel
      Bb               A
Thank God this much is real
      Bb               Dm              C
Thank God this much is real and broken down
      F                    F/D
Put it all behind you, Where you cannot see
                     F/ C                F/Bb
And if you're growing older, Don't forget me
                F                        F/D
Cause I will disappoint you, Just because I can
                F/ C
And I will bring you back to all that you said
            F/Bb
And you won't call me friend
                Gm (Asus2) Bb
And every time I show you
                Gm (Asus2) Bb
How this is gonna end          My love

            C               Bb               F
But there's no one here who loves you like I do
      Bb               A           Bb               F
Thank God this much is true, Thank God this much is true
            C               Bb               F
And there's no one here who knows just how I feel
      Bb               A
Thank God this much is real
      Bb               Dm              C
Thank God this much is real and broken down

A7                  Bb
Cry if you want to, Tear down the wall
           C              C/Bb
There's no one here who'll love you
    C/A                C
And come each time you call
               F                     F/D
Throw away the paper, Throw away the mail
              F/C                   F/Bb
Be bad if you wanna, Be prepared to fail

            C               Bb               F
But there's no one here who loves you like I do
      Bb               A           Bb               F
Thank God this much is true, Thank God this much is true
            C               Bb               F
And there's no one here who knows just how I feel
      Bb               A
Thank God this much is real
      Bb               Dm              C
Thank God this much is real and broken down.