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G5     E5    G5    E5     G5    E5 

Look up, what do you see? 
All of you and all of me 
Fluorescent and starry 
Some of them , they surprise 
C5                                         G5  
The bus ride, I went to write this, 4:00 a.m. 
This letter 
Fields of poppies, little pearls 
 G5                                          E5 
All the boys and all the girls sweet-toothed 
                                 B5                      C5     G5 
Each and every one a little scary 
I said your name 
I wore it like a badge of teenage film stars 
                G5                                     E5 
Hash bars, cherry mash and tinfoil tiaras 
B5                                            C5 
Dreaming of Maria Callas 
                G5              E5 
Whoever she is 
This fame thing, I don?t get it 
I wrap my hand in plastic to try to look through it 
E5                                      B5 
Maybelline eyes and girl-as-boy moves 
C5                              G5 
I can take you far 
This star thing, I don?t get it 

D5            E5 

                       D5        E5 
I?ll take you over, there 
Aluminum , tastes like fear 
Adrenaline, it pulls us near 
D5                             E5 
It tastes like fear  

(verses repeat chords) 
C5    G5    E5     B5 

C5    G5    E5 

C5    G5    E5     B5 

C5    G5    E5 

Will you live to 83? 
Will you ever welcome me? 
Will you show me something that nobody else has seen? 
Smoke it, drink 
Here comes the flood 
Anything to thin the blood 
These corrosives do their magic slowly and sweet 
Phone, eat it, drink 
Just another chink 
Cuts and dents, they catch the light 
Aluminum , the weakest link 

I don?t want to disappoint you 
I?m not here to anoint you 
I would lick your feet 
But is that the sickest move? 
I wear my own crown and sadness and sorrow 
And who?d have thought tomorrow could be so strange? 
My loss, and here we go again 


Look up, what do you see? 
All of you and all of me 
Fluorescent and starry 
Some of them , they surprise 

I can?t look it in the eyes 
Seconal, Spanish fly, absinthe, kerosene 
Cherry-flavored neck and collar 
I can smell the sorrow on your breath 
The sweat, the victory and sorrow 
The smell of fear, I got it 


Pulls us near 
Tastes like fear. 

Nearer, nearer 
Over, over, over, over 
Yeah, look over 
I?ll take you there, oh, yeah 
I?ll take you there 
Oh, over 
I?ll take you there 
Over, let me 
I?ll take you there.. 
There, there, baby, yeah
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