Dm

      G
Just now I see it so clear
        C
Total shift in the unconscious

             Dm
When at the start it seems like fates
            G
Have set it up like so much magic
         C
Just a ruse to get you in there

              Dm
Seems like a spell
                               G
And all they talk as if it's come to fill those spaces
      C
Only you can fill those spaces

              F
So when the party goes
                     G
It breaks a brittle back

They back they back
                    C
And they keep on rubbing in
                        Dm
How a proper chest is clean


That ain't it

         G
If it comes to fill those spaces
      C
Only you can fill those spaces

              F
So when the party goes
                     G
It breaks a brittle back

They back they back
                   C
And they keep on rubbing in
                       Am
How a proper chest is clean


That ain't it
         C
Touch a hand

That ain't it
       Dm
With a wig on

That ain't it
         Am
It's a promise from some lips
                   C
When you touch a hand

That ain't it
        Dm
With a wig on

That ain't it
        Am
Making noise not making songs
                  C
When you touch a hand

That ain't it
       Dm
With a wig on

That ain't it

It might seem they making songs
           G
Now they really making noise

        C
Total shift in the unconscious

             Dm
When at the start it seems like fates
            G
Have set it up like so much magic
         C
Just a ruse to get you in there

              Dm
Seems like a spell
                              G
And all they talk as if it's come to fill those spaces
       C
Only you can fill those spaces

              F
So when the party goes
                     G
It breaks a brittle back

They back they back
                    C
And they keep on rubbing in
                       Dm
How a proper chest is clean

That ain't it

          G
If it's come to fill those spaces
       C
Only you can fill those spaces

              F
So when the party goes
                     G
It breaks a brittle back

They back they back
                   C
And they keep on rubbing in
                       Am
How a proper chest is clean


That ain't it
         C
Touch a hand

That ain't it
       Dm
With a wig on

That ain't it
         Am
It's a promise from some lips
                   C
When you touch a hand

That ain't it
        Dm
With a wig on

That ain't it
        Am
Making noise not making songs
                  C
When you touch a hand

That ain't it
       Dm
With a wig on

That ain't it

It might seem they making songs
           G
Now they really making noise

        C
Total shift in the unconscious

            Dm
You'll trip up again
            G
You'll trip up again
       C
Go get up again

            Dm
You'll trip up again
            G
You'll trip up again
       C
Go get up again

            Dm
You'll trip up again
            G
You'll trip up again
       C
Go get up again

            Dm
You'll trip up again
            G
You'll trip up again
       C
Go get up again