D: 2320xx D?:2120xx B?:23440x A: 033300 G?:33450x D D? B? A On a string I was held. The way I move, can you tell? G? A D D D? My actions are orchestrated from above. So I swing and I sway. B? A G? A D Wave my hand. Kick my leg. And it is always right with the music. "Until all that swinging starts to make you sick" (repeat above) For a song I was bought. Now I lie when I talk with a careful eye on the cue card. Onto a stage, I was pushed with my sorrow well rehearsed. So give me all your pity and your money. Now. "We used to think that sound was something pure" D D? B? A If I could act like this was my real life and not some cage where I've been D placed, D D? B? A then, I could tell you the truth like I used to and not be afraid of D sounding fake. G? A D- Now all that anyone is listening for are the mistakes. In a house, by myself, I hear the ice start to melt and watch rooftops weep for the sunlight. And I know what must change. Fuck my face. Fuck my name. They are brief and false advertisements for a soul I don't have. Something true I have lacked and spent my whole life trying to make up for. But I found in a song and in the people I love. They will lift me up out of darkness. Now my door stands open. I am inviting everyone in. We will drink. We will laugh until the morning comes. That is what we are going to do.