Intro
Bm D Em G Bm D Em G
[Verse 1]
Bm
But I laugh when you lie
D
Ain’t much of a disguise
Em G
I know cause you learned that from me
Bm D
The pull of the strings is an unfortunate thing
Em G
And one can’t help but go where they lead
Bm
And though you said it would plague you
D
No more, No more
Em G
Who are you kidding, I’ve been through your drawers
Bm D
The vintage you wore to the feast
Em
Smelled the scent from your pores
Em
Sleep, score, and repeat
N.C.
Sleep, score, and repeat
N.C.
(Oh, oh waiting by the floor at your feet)
[Chorus]
D
And for some time
Em G
The only thing that’s really mattered
D
Was getting by
Em G
Well enough to climb that ladder
D
You’ll meet no dreams there
Em G
No earthly forms
D
Where the men have killed the men
Em
And the women have made no more
G Bm D Em G (x4)
The women have made no more
[Verse 2]
Bm D
I’ve seen the scars on your wrist
Em G
I know that you thought we’d do better than this
Bm D
Though you’re not really sure how we can
Em G
When you stood the whole day with your head in your hands
Bm D
Well we lie and we backstab from Fresno to Flagstaff
Em G
Slipped and we slept on floors that we swept with
Bm
Oh and the bad rap
D
And clung to the abstract
Em
When everything else seemed a threat
G
When everything else seemed a threat
(This is as good as it gets)
[Chorus]
D
And for some time
Em G
The only thing that’s really mattered
D
Is getting by
Em G
Well enough to climb that ladder
D
You’ll meet no dreams there
Em G
No earthly forms
D
Where the men have killed the men
Em
And the women have made no more
G
The women have made no more
[Instrumental]
Bm D Em G (repeat x8)
[Chorus]
D
And for some time
Em G
The only thing that’s really mattered
D
Was getting by
Em G
Well enough to climb that ladder
D
You’ll meet no dreams there
Em G
No earthly forms
D
Where the men have killed the men
Em
And the women have made no more
G
The women have made no more
[Chorus]
D
And for some time
Em G
The only thing that’s really mattered
D
Was getting by
Em G
Well enough to climb that ladder
D
You’ll meet no dreams there
Em G
No earthly forms
D
Where the men have killed the men
Em
And the women have made no more
G
The women have made no more
[Outro]
D
And for some time
Em G
The only thing that’s really mattered
D
Was getting by
Em G
Well enough to climb that ladder
D
You’ll meet no dreams there
Em
Reap no rewards
D
And sometimes I see flowers
Em
But most times just the thorns
G D
But most times just the thorns