Intro: C - Am - F - C (x2)
Verse:
I'm in a p[C]lay written today about a [Am]boy
Who hides in attics when the [F]sun is up
Everyone is at w[C]ork
What will I [C]do? Where will I go?
Show me the [Am]way
The truth, the anger, show me r[F]ules of thumb
Show the way to grow o[C]ld
Love is a g[G]uide
The endless river of the s[Am]oul
But we are m[F]ean
The dried up riverbeds of r[C]ock and stone
Lust is my f[G]riend
She comes to me when I am t[Am]ired
Chorus:
C Caug
Life is a road, death is a myth
Love is a f[C6]raud, it's misunders[C7]tood
Work is a s[F]entence, family's a d[C]rag
This house is a t[G]rap
[C] [-] [Am] [-] [F] [-] [C]
Verse:
I'm in a p[C]lay written today about a g[Am]irl
She gets on perfectly with y[F]oung and old
Everybody loves [C]her
What would she w[C]ear? The cut of her hair?
The way that she s[Am]lides
Gracefully into the w[F]orking week
She hides her baggage ins[C]ide
She's got a f[G]riend
An ugly monster that will [Am]eat your face
She has to c[F]ry
A hefty catalogue of w[C]asted time
She's got a f[G]riend
A lonely monster that will p[Am]rey on you
Chorus:
C Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth
Love is a f[C6]raud, it's misunders[C7]tood
Work is a s[F]entence, family's a d[C]rag
This house is a [G]trap
Chorus:
C Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth
Love is a f[C6]raud, it's misunders[C7]tood
Work is a s[F]entence, family's a d[C]rag
This house is a [G]trap
C - Am - F - C (x2)
Verse:
I'm a pl[C]ay written today about a [Am]boy
Tired and melancholy, ta[F]kes the weight
Takes the weight of the [C]world
I walked al[C]one, loving the sun
Walking the e[Am]arth
A worn-out sister who is twe[F]nty three
Dried and wrinkled, a[C]lone
I'll give you a [G]month
To see past shadows in your s[Am]acred night
Give you a [F]week
To look Medusa in the [C]eye
I'll give you a [G]month
To notice heaven at the [Am]side of stage
[F] [-] [C] [-] [F] [-] [C]
[F/C]You're king inside your [C]head
[F/C]You're sitting on a thro[C]ne of sand
[F/C]You're pushing back the [C]tide
[F/C]So lift the mountain [C]up
[F/C]So tie the write[C]rs' ribbons down
[F/C]Assemble all your t[C]roops
[F/C]We go to war with m[C]etaphors
[F/C]You suddenly see s[C]ense, (I suddenly see [F/C]sense)
And when you do, I'll ha[C]ve the higher ground
[F/C]You're not the king [C]of me
[F/C]I'll take my chance and [C]play for tyranny
[F/C]I build the sets, I [C]light the scene
[F/C]We're prettier when [C]we are on the screen
[F/C]I build the sets, I [C]light the scene
[F/C]We're braver when we're [C]on the sacred screen
[F/C]The backstage of your li[C]fe
[F/C]It's filled with dust and lin[C]es you should have sung
[F/C]The backstage of your li[C]fe
[F/C]It's filled with echoes [C]of the ones you loved
Verse:
I'm in a p[C]lay written today about a [Am]boy
Who hides in attics when the [F]sun is up
Everyone is at w[C]ork
What will I [C]do? Where will I go?
Show me the [Am]way
The truth, the anger, show me r[F]ules of thumb
Show the way to grow o[C]ld
Love is a g[G]uide
The endless river of the s[Am]oul
But we are m[F]ean
The dried up riverbeds of r[C]ock and stone
Lust is my f[G]riend
She comes to me when I am t[Am]ired
Chorus:
C Caug
Life is a road, death is a myth
Love is a f[C6]raud, it's misunders[C7]tood
Work is a s[F]entence, family's a d[C]rag
This house is a t[G]rap
[C] [-] [Am] [-] [F] [-] [C]
Verse:
I'm in a p[C]lay written today about a g[Am]irl
She gets on perfectly with y[F]oung and old
Everybody loves [C]her
What would she w[C]ear? The cut of her hair?
The way that she s[Am]lides
Gracefully into the w[F]orking week
She hides her baggage ins[C]ide
She's got a f[G]riend
An ugly monster that will [Am]eat your face
She has to c[F]ry
A hefty catalogue of w[C]asted time
She's got a f[G]riend
A lonely monster that will p[Am]rey on you
Chorus:
C Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth
Love is a f[C6]raud, it's misunders[C7]tood
Work is a s[F]entence, family's a d[C]rag
This house is a [G]trap
Chorus:
C Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth
Love is a f[C6]raud, it's misunders[C7]tood
Work is a s[F]entence, family's a d[C]rag
This house is a [G]trap
C - Am - F - C (x2)
Verse:
I'm a pl[C]ay written today about a [Am]boy
Tired and melancholy, ta[F]kes the weight
Takes the weight of the [C]world
I walked al[C]one, loving the sun
Walking the e[Am]arth
A worn-out sister who is twe[F]nty three
Dried and wrinkled, a[C]lone
I'll give you a [G]month
To see past shadows in your s[Am]acred night
Give you a [F]week
To look Medusa in the [C]eye
I'll give you a [G]month
To notice heaven at the [Am]side of stage
[F] [-] [C] [-] [F] [-] [C]
[F/C]You're king inside your [C]head
[F/C]You're sitting on a thro[C]ne of sand
[F/C]You're pushing back the [C]tide
[F/C]So lift the mountain [C]up
[F/C]So tie the write[C]rs' ribbons down
[F/C]Assemble all your t[C]roops
[F/C]We go to war with m[C]etaphors
[F/C]You suddenly see s[C]ense, (I suddenly see [F/C]sense)
And when you do, I'll ha[C]ve the higher ground
[F/C]You're not the king [C]of me
[F/C]I'll take my chance and [C]play for tyranny
[F/C]I build the sets, I [C]light the scene
[F/C]We're prettier when [C]we are on the screen
[F/C]I build the sets, I [C]light the scene
[F/C]We're braver when we're [C]on the sacred screen
[F/C]The backstage of your li[C]fe
[F/C]It's filled with dust and lin[C]es you should have sung
[F/C]The backstage of your li[C]fe
[F/C]It's filled with echoes [C]of the ones you loved
