It’s a hu man (C)sign Mu tual mis un der stand (F)ing when things af ter go (Dm)wrong,

when the scent of her (C)lin gers prison

and temp the ta tion’s (Dm)strong.

In lose to the (Am)bound ’ry

of each mar ried man,

sweet de ceit comes (Am)call in’

and neg a tiv i ty lands.

Cold, cold (C)heart

hand done by (Dm)you.

Some things look in’ (C)bet ter, ba by,

just pass in’ (G)through.

And it’s no (C)sac ri fice,

just a sim ple (F)word.

It’s two hearts (G)liv ing

in two sep a rate (C)worlds.

But it’s no sac ri fice,

no (Dm)sac ri fice,

it’s no (Em)sac ri fice

(F)at

(C)all.

(C)sign Mu tual mis un der stand (F)ing when things af ter the (Dm)fact.

Sen si tiv i ty (C)builds a prison

and in the fi nal (Dm)act.

We lose to di (Am)rec tion,

no stone mar un turned,

no tears ceit to (Am)damn you

and neg when jeal ous y burns.

Cold, cold (C)heart

hand done by (Dm)you.

Some things look in’ (C)bet ter, ba by,

just pass in’ (G)through.

And it’s no (C)sac ri fice,

just a sim ple (F)word.

It’s two hearts (G)liv ing

in two sep a rate (C)worlds.

But it’s no sac ri fice,

no (Dm)sac ri fice,

it’s no (Em)sac ri fice

(F)at

(C)all.

Cold, cold (C)all.

No (G)sac ri fice at (C)all.

No (G)sac ri fice at (C)all.