| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| Sunset | is an angel we | eping |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| Holding | out a bloody sw | ord |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| No matter | how I squint I ca | nnot |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| Make out | what it's pointing to | ward |
| F | G | |
| Sometimes you feel like you've | lived too long |
| Am | F | |
| Days drip slowly on the page |
| F | |
| You catch yourself |
| G | F | G | |
| Pacing the cage |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| I've proven | who I am so many ti | mes |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| The magnetic | strips worn th | in |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| And each time | I was someone els | e |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| And everyo | ne was taken in |
| F | G | |
| Powers chatter in high p | laces |
| Am | F | |
| Stir up eddies in the dust of rage |
| G | F | G | |
| Set me to pacing the cage |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| I never | knew what you all | wanted |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| So I | gave you everythi | ng |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| All that | I could pi | llage |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| All the | spells that I could si | ng |
| F | G | |
| It's as if the thing were w | ritten |
| Am | F | |
| In the constitution of the age |
| F | |
| Sooner or later you'll wind up |
| G | F | G | |
| Pacing the cage |
| SOLO |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| Sometimes the | best map will not guide yo | u |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| You can't | see what's round the be | nd |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| Sometimes the | road leads through dark pl | aces |
| C | G/B | F2/A | |
| Sometimes the | darkness is your fr | iend |
| F | G | |
| Today these eyes scan | bleached out land |
| Am | F | |
| For the coming of the outbound stage |
| G | F | |
| Pacing the cage |
| G | F | C | |
| Pacing the cage |