D                G
Like silence she stands
                  D
Like laughter she falls
                 G
From a castle of sand
                  D
Like a memory she calls.
                      G
And the mocking birds scream
                           D
'Cause they can't make her cry
               A          G
They'll soon start t'believe
                  D
That the lady has died.


Aw what it all goes to show                  Take your Tinkerbell lies
It ain't may job to say                        And your weary desires
For who am I to know                        Take the tears in your eyes
Why She's Actin' This Way                  And your cup full of fire


Aw once again turn away                      Aw give your lover a call
If you're sure that it's done            If your legs start to fail
Tell your prophets to pray                  And he'll come break your fall
Tell your bandits to run                  With a bed full of nails.


Take your eyelids of stone                  No need to glance back again
They won't do you no harm                  There ain't nothin' to see
Take your cross made of bones            Just this drunken old man
And your flypaper arms.                        And this woman and me.


And when everything's placed            And you've made it quite plain
In your coffin of gold                        That we're just waistin' time
Throw a scarf 'round your face            And you say it seems strange
'Cause the subway gets cold                  That I'm stayin' behind.


Pack up your sunflower smile            But don't worry 'bout me
And your bandana blues                        I can make it alone
Take your worthless denials                  'Cause I got no place to be
They're all you got left to loose.      And I ain't far from home.