False Advertising Bright Eyes
This is just a corrected more complete version of the one posted before this.
On a [D]string I was [D7]held the way I m[Bm]ove, can you t[A]ell?
My act[G]ions are orchestrated[A] from above[D]
So I [D]swing and I s[D7]way wave my hand[Bm]s kick my legs[A]
And it'[G]s always right [A]with the music[D]
(Until all that swinging starts to make you sick)
For a[D] song I was b[D7]ought, now I lie[Bm] when I talk[A]
With a[G] careful eye on the c[A]ue card[D]
Onto [D]a stage, I wa[D7]s pushed with my[Bm] sorrow well r[A]ehearsed
So give[G] me all your pi[A]ty and your money [D]now, all of it
(We used to think that sound was something pure)
[D]If I could act lik[D7]e this was my real life[Bm] and not some cage where I've [A]been placed[D]
Then, I c[D7]ould tell you the truth like I used[Bm] to and not be afraid of soundi[A]ng fake[D]
[G]Now all that anyone's listening for are the[A] mistakes[D]
(I'm sorry!)No it's okay, it's okay. 1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3!
In a [D]house, by mys[D7]elf, I hear the [Bm]ice start to m[A]elt
And wa[G]tch rooftops weep for[A] the sunlight[D]
And I[D] know what mu[D7]st change, fuck [Bm]my face, fuck [A]my name
They ar[G]e brief and fal[A]se advertisements[D]
For a[D] soul I don't[D7] have something [Bm]true I have la[A]cked
And sp[G]ent my whole life try[A]ing to make up for[D]
But I[D] found in a s[D7]ong and in the p[Bm]eople I love[A]
They wi[G]ll lift me up o[A]ut of darkness[D]
Now m[D]y door it sta[D7]nds open[Bm] [A]
I am i[G]nviting everyone in[A] [D]
We're[D] laugh we're [D7]drink until the [Bm]morning comes[A]
That is[G] what we are go[A]nna do![D]
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