Creative Liberty

I am colourblind
Looking into your eyes
Who is responsible
For the misshapen yellow brick road

You took creative liberty
All the friends that you have, they used to love me and
I am not the people who like hurting you but (I don't like [F]hurting you)
Even your own cold shoulder can turn to [C7]blue

I am cracked up and [Bm]cold (I am cracked up and [Bm]cold)
Please grab the alcohol
Who is ɾesponsible
I guess I will never know

When your body is the one that is hurting you
Who do you [A7have to [C7]turn to [C7]and
Nothing that I say is ever unheard of but
Even your own cold shoulder deserves some love

Sick in the head sick in my [A]bed you [A7lied again and [Bm]again (Again)
Sick of this torture, cut the stɾing and [Bm]it's over if you [A7wanted me crazy, I am (I am)
It didn't work, both of us hurt, what was [Am7]the point, I'm just annoyed
(Sick in the head sick in my [A]bed you [A7lied again and [Bm]again)
Tell everyone, go get your gun, who's next in line to [C7]pity this time
(Sick of this torture, cut the stɾing and [Bm]it's over if you [A7wanted me crazy, I am)

You took creative liberty
Why did I think that meant you [A7wanted me and
I am not fucked up but that's what you [A7made me believe (Made me believe)

You took creative liberty
All the friends that you [A7have, they used to [C7]love me and
I am not fucked up but that's what you [A7made me believe