Intro chords (x2):
Bm  G  Em  G
Bm  G  D  Asus

Bm          G         Em       G
I've done myself an impossible crime
Bm     G              D        Asus
Had to paint myself a hole and fall inside
Bm      G             Em        G
If it's far enough in sight and rhyme
Bm       G            D         Asus            G
I get to wear another dress and count in time

    D         Asus       G                  
Oh, won't you do me the favor, man,
     D      Asus   G
Of a giving mind, 
  D   Asus      G
A polymorphing opinion here,
         D        Asus
And your vague outline,

G

Bm  G  Em  G
Bm  G  D  Asus

Bm          G            Em       G
I'll find myself another burning gate
Bm     G                D              Asus
A pretty face, a vague idea I can't relate
Bm              G                Em       G
And this is get what you get for pulling pins
Bm          G               D          Asus  G
Out of the hole inside the hole you're in

      D         Asus         G
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
      D          Asus   G
Of a blind man's bike
    D         Asus           G
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
        D       Asus
On the rolling mind

G                  
La la la la laa

Bm  G  Em  G
Bm G D Asus

D

2x

     Asus     G    D
They want you to decide,
Asus    Csus2     D  
Eventually, it happens,
      Asus  G           D
Some gather on one side,
      Asus     Csus2    D               
With all their pearly snapping,
     Asus      G            D
They close the basement door,
   Asus     Csus2    D
It sets our teeth to chatter,
    Asus  G            D
You never saw it before,
    Asus
But now that hardly matters,


       Bm7         D
You're old enough, boy,
         Bm7                D
Too many summers you've enjoyed,
             Bm7                 D                   Asus
So spin the wheel, We'll set you up with some odd convictions,
                       G
Because you're finally golden, boy,


Bm  G,  Em  G
Bm  G,  D  Asus


      D         Asus         G
It's like I'm pressed on the handle bars
      D          Asus   G
Of a blind man's bike
    D        Asus            G
No straws to grab, just the rushing wind
        D       Asus
On the rolling mind