Em Bm
Em Bm
Em Bm
Em Bm
Em
Listen to the sounds of ringing out around you
Bm
these are the cries of a dying breed
Em
Politics of hate you'd never get around to
Bm
blood over brains that we never need
Em
I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed
Bm
fixed in the post like a silent stone
Em
Serenity and tact, it's the feeling that I lack
Bm
Life in the floors of a stable home
G D
I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell
G D
You're a breath to the runner in contest
G F# Bm
In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away
G A
and I have to give it up someday
D A G
Every time I close my eyes I see you in front of me
F#m Em D
Pretending in a love like this
A Em
I have no choice but to put you in back of me
G A
Don't cover my footsteps
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader
D A Em
You're dead weight-all right, that's fine-but get your hands off me
G
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Bm
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Em Bm
Em Bm
Em Bm
Em Bm
Bm
Body to the wind, you talk me out of standstill
Em
I never felt so alive at once
Bm
Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still
Em
pressed to the drain of the coming months
Em
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f**k
C
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore
G F Em
Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself
Yes I’m a vanity whore
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G D
Because it's race and it's power at the center of life,
G D
we’re blind to the people who need us,
G F# Bm
but you're the kind of person who could understand that fault
G A
and I hope to measure you someday.
D A G
Every time I close my eyes I see you in front of me
F#m Em D
Pretending in a love like this
A Em
I have no choice but to put you in back of me
G A
Don't cover my footsteps
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader
D A Em
You're dead weight-all right, that's fine-but get your hands off me
G
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Bm
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Em C
G F
Em
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f**k
C
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore
G F Em
Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself
Yes I’m a vanity whore
Em
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f**k
C
Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore
Bm
When you compromise yourself like that
A
It's a dedication
Bm
So even on friendship
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me
Bm G
Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader
D A Em
Dead weight-all right, that's fine-but get your hands off me
G
You have to touch me with kid gloves
Bm
You have to touch me with kid gloves
