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[Verse 1]

            E                 B                      G#m
It's like a makeover when the filming's over and she doesn't know
       E         B          A
how to fix it so that it'll stay,
                                E                       B
and she can't figure out how to tease out her hair that way herself.
            E                 B           G#m
And when she wakes up all the make-up has rubbed away
        E                   B        A
and she doesn't know how to find her face.
A               E       B
It was only for one single day
A                  E     B
that you looked so beautiful, baby.
A                         E                      B
Now your cheeks have gone pale, and your roots dark gray.
A                           E      B
And though they nod as they notice you're nice,
A              E   B
baby, nobody's noticing twice.
A                      E                  B
Dim the lights as your memory of paradise fades.

[Verse 2]
            E             B                        G#m
I'm like an architect who cashed his check, but he doesn't let
E                B              A
on that it's the last one he'll get.
                    E          B
Though he knows the funds have run dry,
A                        E         B
he wants to have fun for one final night,
A                E                    B
staring out at a skyline that he'll never change.
                A                        E                 B
They're saying, 'though we like all the things that you've made,
A               E            B
notice no one remembers your name.
       F#m                           A        B           E
As you float through time, feel your powers decline day by day.

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E B A

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[Verse 3]
              E                B                    G#m
You're like a convert who goes back to work when he can't retrieve
        E       B        A
how the clarity actually felt.
                   E                       B
When his coworkers ask him the words won't come out.
       E               B            G#m
And in three weeks his new leaf has blown away
       E                  B       A
and it feels just like an average day:
                     E        B
facing walls talking into the phone,
A                 E           B
sitting dumbly in church all alone,
A                   E                     B
picking back up the magazines he'd thrown away.
               A                       E         B
Well, convert, what your god whispered into your ear
A                    E       B
you forgot once that god disappeared,
A                      E                     B
and that life-changing day, you just felt it fade.
                     F#m
You know it's got to fade, yeah,
                     A                              B
you know it's got to fade, oh, you know it's got to fade, and,
        A           B                                   E
falling down on the couch, he says, it's perfectly that way.