Am                                 F
The rose you never used your thorns,
C                   G
The ones you loved abandoned you.
Am                                 F
Your angel face made hearts so warm,
C                         G
You helped the sick, but who helped you?

Pre-chorus (palm-muted)

Am                        F
Then rushing through, the Paris nights,
C                                    G
They hounded you, you lost control.
Am                       F
We prayed that you would be alright,
C                                        G
The news came through, your body co-o-old....

Chorus (picked)

C               F   C   G
Goodnight, my sweet princess....