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Am
Don't play the tortured artist with me,
C
Or you can pack up all your bags and then leave.
Am
Yea you know what I'm saying and
C G
I'm praying for you to take heed.
Am
It's like your mother was drunk all the time
C
And your brother turned to a life of crime,
Am
You fear he's lost direction,
C G
You feel he's finally lost his way
Am
Well look out on the bright side
C
Look out to the world
G F
Look out at all the boys and the girls
Am
Well look out on the bright side,
C
Look out to the world
G F
Look out at all the boys and the girls ( ye ..ea - 1st time through)
Am C Am C
Am C
Don't play the tortured artist with me,
Am C
Cause it's not all about you now what about me
Am
You can save your breath son cause
C G
I never said that I was going to leave you,
Am C
It's like your father, he never came home
Am C
And your sister spent her life on the phone
Am C
And all the other kids used to give you shit
G
all the time
Chorus
Dm
Maybe I'll dive for treasure
G
Or maybe I'll ski the world
Dm G
Or maybe I'll just go live in the hills
Dm
Maybe I'll find my pleasure with
G
Some far eastern girl
Dm G
Or maybe I'll still be living in the hills
C G F
Ye.....a Ye ......ah
F C G F
He... ah he .... ah....
Am Fm7
Don't play the tortured artist with me
Am Fm7
Don't play the tortured artist with me
Am
It's a fear of loosing direction
C
It's a fear you've lost your way
G
It's a fear of loosing face and that
F
Someone can replace you
Am
It's a fear of loosing direction
C
It's a fear you've lost your way
G
It's a fear of loosing face and that
Fm7
Someone can replace you
Chorus
C
Just look out at the world
G
Just look out at the world
Fm7
Just look out at the world
Fm7 F Fm7 F
Repeat 4 times
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