B E (x4) B Is it my imagination E Or is that a cardboard sky? B Is it just a situation E that made me lose my mind? Abm Ebm I don't need you to be sorry E C#m I just wanted you to know B C#m That this is one hit to the body Abm E One hit to the soul B C#m It's one hit to the body Abm B That won't show It's a million constellations up in the make-believe sky And a million dead-end situations you could leave behind And the lights and the lorries will show you which way to go And this is one hit to the body It's one hit to the soul It's one hit to the body That won't show F# B A B It's something in the air that you breathe F# B D It's something in the books that you read F# B A B It's something in the things that you do B D C#m It's something in the words that you use Cos the lights and the lorries Will show you where you want to go And this is one hit to the body It's one hit to the soul It's one hit to the body That won't show Abm Ebm Well I don't really need anybody E C#m I just wanted you to know That this is one hit to the body That won't show That won't show