Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

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This is no great illusion

 When I'm with you I'm looking for a ghost

 Or invisible reasons

 To fall out of love and run screaming from our home

Because we live in a house of mirrors

We see our fears and everything

 Our songs, faces, and second hand clothes

 But more and more we're suffering

 Not nobody, not a thousand beers

 Will keep us from feeling so all alone

 But you are what you love

 And not what loves you back

 That's why I'm here on your doorstep

Pleading for you to take me back

 The phone is a fine invention

 It allows me to talk endlessly to you

 About nothing disguising my intentions

 Which I'm afraid, my friend, are wildly untrue

 It's a sleight of hand, a white soul band

 The heart attacks I'm convinced I have

Every morning upon waking

 To you I'm a symbol or a monument

 Your rite of passage to fufillment

 But I'm not yours for the taking

 But you are what you love

 And not what loves you back

 So i guess that's why you keep calling me back

I'm fraudulent, a thief at best

 A coward who paints a bullshit canvas

Things that will never happen to me

 But at arms length, it's Tim who said

 I'm good at it, I've mastered it

 Avoiding, avoiding everything

 But you are what you love tim

 And not what loves you back

 And I'm in love with illusions

 So saw me in half

 I'm in love with tricks

 So pull another rabbit out of your hat