Текст песни Arctic Monkeys - The Lovers

Up from the pastures of boredom
 Out from the sea of discontent
 they come in packs like hungry hounds
 the seekers of the dark enchantment.
(For this bit you play over the first and second verses. This is how you pick out the 
for the  chord but for the rest of the chords its just easy, just listen to the song)

(Pick out the notes below)

 They haunt the boulevards and bars
 they pray to wishing wells and stars
 they ride the hurricane of hope
 not looking back but on they Go
 toward the distance and deceiving
 and all the while they keep believing
 they are special and apart
 the lovers, the lovers of the heart... the lovers.
 And when they pair off two by two
 they feel they are the chosen few
 and though their beds are made of straw
 they feel like velvet in the night
 and so the night is never ending
 it's made of distance and pretending
 coz they're special and apart
 the lovers, the lovers of the heart... the lovers.
 And when love goes away
 and when love goes...
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 goodbye...
 catches in their throats like cotton
 rises in their hearts like rain
 the good times suddenly are all forgotten
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 the hunt begins again.
 They search the subways and the streets
 their faces tired, like their feet
 their bodies aching to be warm
 and so they hide behind the moon
 their loneliness inside them growing
 but they take comfort in just knowing
 that they are special and apart
 the lovers, the lovers of the heart... the lovers
 And when love comes again
 and when love comes
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 hello...
 rises from their throats like singing
 catches in their hearts like wind
 the good things
 strangers in their arms are bringing
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 makes life all right again.
 They turn their faces to the light
 no longer hiding in the night
 so unashamed and unafraid
 that they can face each other's faults
 and though the waltz will have its ending
 there is no harm in just pretending
 that they are special and apart
 the lovers, the lovers of the heart... the lovers.