Intro
C# A#m F# C# (x3)
[Verse 1]
C# G#7 C#
A# little girl sinks in the deep end and looks up towards the sky
F# A#m7
Into a little blue world of legs and her feet that look like they're in flight
F#m C#/G#
And a slow motion dance while the water expands the sun's refracted light
D#m A#m G#
She just has to pretend she can hear the music
[Verse 2]
C# G#7 C#
When she starts crying in her goggles the scene becomes unclear
F# A#m7
She keeps peering into this underworld through the filter of her tears
F#m C#/G#
Which let her keep hold of the moment as if it was a souvenir
D#m A#m G# C#/G# G#
She just has to pretend she knows how to use it
[Chorus]
F# A#m D#m
Maybe it's a cold dark truth that makes her cry
F# A#m D#m
Maybe it's a ancient past life memory recalled
F# A#m D#m
Maybe it's a chemical that got into her eye
C# F#m F#
Maybe it's for no good reason at all
F#m C#
Maybe it's for no good reason at all
[Link]
C# A#m F# C#
[Verse 3]
C# G#7 C#
His wife asked how were things at work today as Bill walked through the door
F# A#m7
He put his coat on the chair, his keys on the table, and his eyes down on the floor
F#m C#/G#
And he tightened his jaw and he thought how the cause and effects weren't clear anymore
D#m A#m G#
Figuring out how to say what's wrong
[Verse 4]
C# G#7 C#
He said I know that I'll be leaving you that's all I really know
F# A#m7
But I wish I could tell what exactly compels me to turn my steps and go
F#m C#/G#
Because there's so much love that you've given me there's so much love that I owe.
D#m A#m G# C#/G# G#
It's with myself that I can't seem to get along
[Chorus]
F# A#m D#m
Maybe he just felt the hungry hand of fate
F# A#m D#m
Maybe he won't rest until he sees it fall
F# A#m D#m
Maybe it's a mood that he's in just for the day
C# F#m F#
Maybe it's for no good reason at all
F#m C#
Maybe it's for no good reason at all
[Link]
C# A#m F# C#
[Verse 5]
C# G#7 C#
An actor was found dead today in his Culver City home
F# A#m7
And with no evidence of foul play it seemed he acted on his own
F#m C#/G#
The position of his body looked like he was reaching for the phone
D#m A#m G# C#/G# G#
Makes you wonder who he was gonna call
[Chorus]
F# A#m D#m
Maybe all his demons were settling their debts
F# A#m D#m
Maybe all the pressure finally drove him to the wall
F# A#m D#m
Maybe there were secrets that he needed to protect
C# F#m F#
Maybe it's for no good reason at all
F#m
Maybe it's for no good reason
F#m
No good reason
F#m C#
No good reason at all