Intro -x2-: ADAVerse 1:
DA
There's electrical tape around my shoes
DA
To prevent them from breaking in two
And there's a crown on the end of my tooth
D
Some royal filler and some superglue
ABmD
And there are broken things all over my room
ABmD
Old and borrowed, stolen and used
ABmD
Instruments that can't hold a tune
ABmD
I recline on my mattress and become one too
Chorus:
BmA
I've never had satisfaction
GbmE
In the chemical reactions
BmAGbmE
That happen in my head
BmA
There are faults in these cracks
GbmE
They send volts then relax
BmAGbmE
Then realize the wrong message was sent
BmAGbmE
It's disillusion, and confusion
BmAE
This illusion of me
BmA
Through solemn seclusion
GbmE
-And my neurons' delusion-
BmA
I've come to this conclusion
GbmEA
That I'll never fully be
Interlude: BmDABmDVerse 2:
ABmD
In my mind, I can't find an inclination
ABmD
Or a basic impulse for self preservation
ABmD
So I'll sit here, teetering and waiting
ABmD
For a big gust of wind or some stabilisation
ABmD
I'm treading water, I'm juggling knives
ABmD
I'm doing both at the same time
ABmD
Dude! Put down the blades and swim to the shore line
ABmD
Well, oh God, I've tried
Chorus:
BmA
I've never had satisfaction
GbmE
In the chemical reactions
BmAGbmE
That happen in my head
BmA
There are faults in these cracks
GbmE
They send volts then relax
BmAGbmE
Then realize the wrong message was sent
BmAGbmE
It's disillusion, and confusion
BmAE
This illusion of me
BmA
Through solemn seclusion
GbmE
-And my neurons' delusion-
BmA
I've come to this conclusion
GbmEA
That I'll never fully be
No not fully
Bridge:
A
I first saw you from my plastic cage
EA
From the wedding band at the back of the stage
EBmA
In slow motion, you caught the bouquet
EA
In slow motion, I smiled and walked away
Isn't this the same story? We've heard it before
The same melody and the same score
GbmAmDbm
Well, these hairs won't stand up in my pores
BbmA
These shouts of calamity are becoming a bore
Chorus:
BmA
I've never had satisfaction
GbmE
In the chemical reactions
BmAGbmE
That happen in my head
BmA
There are faults in these cracks
GbmE
They send volts then relax
BmAGbmE
Then realize the wrong message was sent
BmAGbmE
It's disillusion, and confusion
BmAE
This illusion of me
BmA
Through solemn seclusion
GbmE
-And my neurons' delusion-
BmA
I've come to this conclusion
GbmEA
That I'll never fully be
No not really