This is my First Submission. the Chords are all there. figure out timing yourselves by 
playing along because ultimate guitar keeps reformatting it.
Capo 4

Em                                                              G
I put on my clothes like a body guard
             Am                                                      C
I put the dogs on patrol in my own back yard
        Em                                                      G
I don't wanna fight but I'm constantly ready
        Am                                                               C
And I don't rock the boat, but it's always unsteady

        C
There's an elephant in my head
        Bm
And I tip toe around it
         Am
There are eggshells on the floor
         D
Therefore I never touch the ground

        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive

          Em
I got my eyes on the prize
        G
But it looks just like a mystery
        Am                      C
And it all goes by on the lonesome trail to victory
        Em                               G
I'm drawing in the blinds, I got my own four walls
          Am                       C
And the show really starts once the curtain falls

 
           C
Take this thorn from my side
        Bm
Fix this chip on my shoulder
        Am
Time is racing with the clock
        D
And I ain't getting any older

        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try.
        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try.
        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try,
You set out each day
Never to arrive

        (Dabble around with G or somthing)
I put on my finest thread, and I wrap up my body tight
With the sun in my eyes, I step into the night
Like the mystery in the dark, Oh, it's just another kind of light

        G
I don't expect you to believe me
        C            D     G
But everything is alright


                G
I don't make rules for a living
I don't do tricks for a dime
                C
I was born on a good day,
                G
Deaf, dumb and blind.
        D
Who am I to tell the truth?
        Am
I don't even know what it is.

        G
I don't know how to say it
        C            D          G
But I know that I can show you
        G
I don't know how to say it
        C            D          G
But I know that I can show you

        G
I tie my boots up tight
And I head straight for bed
        C
There's a pistol and a crystal
Underneath my pillow
        G
There's a tender heart
Inside that ugly armadillo
        C
"These are tears of joy,"
        D
Cried the weeping willow


        G
There's a spirit in the air
        C
And there ain't no way around it
        D
I was not prepared to lose it
        C
On the moment that I found it


        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try.
        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try.
        C
It's like that old black hole,
        D
No matter how you try.
You set out each day
Never to arrive