2 acessos
Am C G G/B F D G E [Verse 1] Am C G G/B The cactus where your heart should be F D G E has lovely little flowers; Am C G G/B so though it's always pricking me F D G E my ardor never sours, [Verse 2] Am C G G/B The cactus where your heart once was F D G E has power to rend and flay; Am C G G/B I stick because I'm stuck, because F D G E Am I just can't tear myself a-way.