C# A I don't know what to say F#m I wish it wasn't this way Ab But you lost me long ago A To your one man show F#m And now you're left with your pride A And no one else by your side F#m But the reflection of yourself Ab In the trophies on your shelves C# Underneath it all Ebm Ab We're all quite plain C# With all your jazz stripped off Ebm Ab You're just the same F#m Bbm But you don't even have a voice of your own F#m You couldn't tell by yourself Bbm F# What's right from wrong C# And I don't know what to say... You never learned to fly with your own wings But they can make you dance By pulling strings You only care for the attention you bring The crowd has crowned you As their king And I don't know what to say...