Intro: C - Am - F - C (x2)


Verse:
          C                         Am
I'm in a play written today about a boy
                             F
Who hides in attics when the sun is up
                C
Everyone is at work
            C
What will I do? Where will I go?
            Am
Show me the way
                               F
The truth, the anger, show me rules of thumb
                      C
Show the way to grow old

           G
Love is a guide
                          Am
The endless river of the soul
            F
But we are mean
                           C
The dried up riverbeds of rock and stone
            G
Lust is my friend
                           Am
She comes to me when I am tired


Chorus:
           C               Caug
Life is a road, death is a myth
           C6                  C7
Love is a fraud, it's misunderstood
           F                    C
Work is a sentence, family's a drag
                 G
This house is a trap

C - Am - F - C


Verse:
          C                          Am
I'm in a play written today about a girl
                            F
She gets on perfectly with young and old
                C
Everybody loves her
                C
What would she wear? The cut of her hair?
                  Am
The way that she slides
                     F
Gracefully into the working week
                         C
She hides her baggage inside

             G
She's got a friend
                          Am
An ugly monster that will eat your face
            F
She has to cry
                      C
A hefty catalogue of wasted time
             G
She's got a friend
                            Am
A lonely monster that will prey on you


Chorus:
           C                 Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth
           C6                  C7
Love is a fraud, it's misunderstood
           F                    C
Work is a sentence, family's a drag
                G
This house is a trap


Chorus:
           C                Caug
Life is a secret, death is a myth
           C6                  C7
Love is a fraud, it's misunderstood
           F                    C
Work is a sentence, family's a drag
                G
This house is a trap

C - Am - F - C (x2)


Verse:
        C                        Am
I'm a play written today about a boy
                        F
Tired and melancholy, takes the weight
                        C
Takes the weight of the world
           C
I walked alone, loving the sun
             Am
Walking the earth
                            F
A worn-out sister who is twenty three
                     C
Dried and wrinkled, alone

                G
I'll give you a month
                             Am
To see past shadows in your sacred night
           F
Give you a week
                      C
To look Medusa in the eye
                G
I'll give you a month
                        Am
To notice heaven at the side of stage

F - C - F - C

F/C                     C  
You're king inside your head
F/C                     C
You're sitting on a throne of sand
F/C                     C
You're pushing back the tide
F/C                  C
So lift the mountain up
F/C             C
So tie the writers' ribbons down
F/C                C
Assemble all your troops
F/C                C
We go to war with metaphors
F/C               C                     F/C
You suddenly see sense, (I suddenly see sense)
                        C
And when you do, I'll have the higher ground
F/C                 C
You're not the king of me
F/C                     C
I'll take my chance and play for tyranny
F/C                 C
I build the sets, I light the scene
F/C                 C
We're prettier when we are on the screen
F/C                 C
I build the sets, I light the scene
F/C                     C
We're braver when we're on the sacred screen
F/C                     C
The backstage of your life
F/C                          C
It's filled with dust and lines you should have sung
F/C                     C
The backstage of your life
F/C                     C
It's filled with echoes of the ones you loved