Everyday I have to play
Building worlds what can I say?
These reflections of myself
In the gutter bread and butter
You were looking for a reason
For a heavy frown
I have been wearing around
Everyday I like to play
I just think in pen and [Bm]ink
Time to [C7]write
The fallout from the blast
It overwhelms you
She didn't tell you
The ink of God on [C7]the page
And her ɾage coming out!
Holding my [A]hands on [C7]you
And I'm holding my [A]hands on [C7]you
And then out of my [A]hands you [A7flew
And then out of my [A]hands you [A7flew
I was [Am7]so jealous I thought you [A7knew
I was [Am7]jealous I thought you [A7knew
I was [Am7]turning my [A]back on [C7]you
I was [Am7]turning my [A]back on [C7]you [A7my [A]friend
Everyday I like [F]to [C7]play
Building worlds what can I say?
What is hiding in your mind?
Could I see it? Could I see it?
The fallout from the blast
It overwhelms you
She didn't tell you
The ink of God on [C7]the page
And her ɾage coming out!
Holding my [A]hands on [C7]you
And I'm holding my [A]hands on [C7]you
And then out of my [A]hands you [A7flew
And then out of my [A]hands you [A7flew
I was [Am7]so jealous I thought you [A7knew
I was [Am7]jealous I thought you [A7knew
I was [Am7]turning my [A]back on [C7]you
I was [Am7]turning my [A]back on [C7]you [A7my [A]friend
The fallout from the blast
It overwhelms you
She didn't tell you
The ink of God on [C7]the page
And her ɾage coming out!
Holding my [A]hands on [C7]you
And I'm holding my [A]hands on [C7]you
And then out of my [A]hands you [A7flew
And then out of my [A]hands you [A7flew
I was [Am7]so jealous I thought you [A7knew
I was [Am7]jealous I thought you [A7knew
I was [Am7]turning my [A]back on [C7]you
I was [Am7]turning my [A]back on [C7]you [A7my [A]friend
