Standard (EADGBE)

Listen to the sounds of ringing out around you

these are the cries of a dying breed

Politics of hate you'd never get around to

blood over brains that we never need

I saw you in the back, studied and relaxed

fixed in the post like a silent stone

Serenity and tact, it's the feeling that I lack

Life in the floors of a stable home

 I can trace you on paper like a sketch of a smell

 You're a breath to the runner in contest

 In close to the nerve, but you rest so far away

 and I have to give it up someday

Every time I close my eyes I see you in front of me

Pretending in a love like this

 I have no choice but to put you in back of me

 Don't cover my footsteps

Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me

Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader

You're dead weight-all right, that's fine-but get your hands off me

 You have to touch me with kid gloves

 You have to touch me with kid gloves

Body to the wind, you talk me out of standstill

I never felt so alive at once

Finger to the quick, yes I can feel your hand still

pressed to the drain of the coming months

 Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f**k

 Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore

 Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself

Yes I’m a vanity whore

 Because it's race and it's power at the center of life,

 we’re blind to the people who need us,

 but you're the kind of person who could understand that fault

 and I hope to measure you someday.

Every time I close my eyes I see you in front of me

Pretending in a love like this

 I have no choice but to put you in back of me

 Don't cover my footsteps

Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me

Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader

You're dead weight-all right, that's fine-but get your hands off me

 You have to touch me with kid gloves

 You have to touch me with kid gloves

 Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f**k

 Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore

 Cheer me up, cheer me up, I'm invisibly stuck all in myself

Yes I’m a vanity whore

 Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a miserable f**k

 Cheer me up, cheer me, up I'm a tireless bore

 When you compromise yourself like that

 It's a dedication

 So even on friendship

Dead weight all right, I know you're no good for me

Dead weight all right, I know you're no righteous leader

Dead weight-all right, that's fine-but get your hands off me

 You have to touch me with kid gloves

 You have to touch me with kid gloves