| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| The sky is g | rey, the sand is gr | ey, and the ocean is g | rey. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| I feel right at h | ome in this stunning monochr | ome, alone in my | way. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| I smoke and I dri | nk and every time I bl | ink I have a tiny drea | m. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| But as bad as I a | m I'm proud of the fa | ct that I'm worse than | I seem. |
| Chorus: |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| What kind of paradise am I looking | for? |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| I've got everything I want and still I want | more. |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| Maybe some tiny shiny thing will wash up on th | e shore. |
| Verse 2: |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| You walk through my wa | lls like a ghost on | TV You penetrate | me. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| And my little pink hea | rt is on its little brown | raft floating out t | o sea. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| And what can I sa | y but I'm wired this wa | y and you're wired to | me |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| And what can I d | o but wallow in | you unintentional | ly? |
| Chorus: |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| What kind of paradise am I looking fo | r? |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| I've got everything I want and still I want | more. |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| Maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the | shore. |
| Verse 3: |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| Regretful | ly, I guess I've got th | ree simple things to | say. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| Why m | e? Why this n | ow? Why this wa | y? |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| Overtone's ringi | ng, underto | w's pulling a | way. |
| C#m | Bm | Aadd9 | |
| Under a sky that is g | rey, on sand that is gr | ey, by an ocean that's | grey. |
| Chorus: |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| What kind of paradise am I looking f | or? |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| I've got everything I want and still I want | more. |
| C#m | Aadd9 | |
| Maybe some tiny shiny key will wash up on the | shore. |
| Fade : C#m Bm Aadd9 (repeated) |