Misc Originals – David Crossman - The Game (Guitar)

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[Verse]
A                       Bm
You - invented a toy, a game

                         A
And invited the world to play
And they, like children exploring
               Bm
    something new

                          A
Did all that you said to do

F#m
You lit the matches

       Bm
While they held the fuse

F#m                   E7      A
Now you say they’ve gone too far
[Bridge]
      A              Amaj7
But who’s to say how far is too far?

F#m                  Bb        E7
Who’s to say what’s right or wrong

           A
When everything goes

  Amaj7
Any thing goes

F#m               Bb       E7
‘til the weak bow to the strong
[Refrain]
             A
And so the game gets played

         Amaj7
As the world spins around

      A7
And wobbles on its axis

           Bb
‘til the pieces can’t be found

             Bm
And in the chaos that remains

                 E7
There lie the rubble of your plan

              A
To build a better game

           A                Bm
Now they, celebrate what’s become

         A
On the grave of a world undone

                                    Bm
While you, with your broken toy in hand

                 A
Struggle to understand

           F#m
Why the players turned on you

     Bm
And curse all your plans

      F#m                          E7    A
And whimper that they’ve gone too far
[Bridge]
      A              Amaj7
But who’s to say how far is too far?

F#m                  Bb        E7
Who’s to say what’s right or wrong

           A
When everything goes

  Amaj7
Any thing goes

F#m               Bb       E7
‘til the weak bow to the strong
[Refrain]
             A
And so the game gets played

         Amaj7
As the world spins around

      A7
And wobbles on its axis

           Bb
‘til the pieces can’t be found

             Bm
And in the chaos that remains

                 E7
There lie the rubble of your plan

              A
To build a better game

           A                Bm
Now they, celebrate what’s become

         A
On the grave of a world undone

                                    Bm
While you, with your broken toy in hand

                 A
Struggle to understand

           F#m
Why the players turned on you

     Bm
And curse all your plans

      F#m                          E7    A
And whimper that they’ve gone too far