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| | G | A |
| | funny you swear you got nowhere special to g | o |
| | Am | D | C |
| but I know you | will, before too long | | |
| | G |
| | always there, standing there |
| | A |
| staring at the hole in the ro | be |
| | Am | D | C |
| like it was a | place somebody would | go | |
| con-fusion is king, the talk of your town |
| | G | A | Am |
| | with the hollywood design, | knowing everyone | |
| | G | B | Em |
| would you cover mine? | | | |
| | G | A |
| | you spoke softer than anybody i ever heard | |
| | Am | D | C |
| softer than the vel-vet | in your hair | | |
| | G | A |
| | tying back black laughin' back (?), black as a bird | |
| | Am | D | C |
| i live in a cage | , and i could take you | the | re |
| con-fusion is king, the talk of your town |
| | G | A |
| | streets, i'm living with the p | ain |
| | Am | G | B | Em |
| this is what you see | always looking dow | n | | |
| | G | A |
| | hanging out, let her (?) can't tell how to be | have |