Okkervil River – Our Life Is Not A Movie Or Maybe (Guitar)

            D   G                   D   A     A Asus4      
It's just a bad movie, where there's no crying

            D     G            D   A (keep strumming A lightly till G)
handing the key to me in this Red Lion,

          G             D             G                  D   A     A Asus4 Asus4
where the lock that you locked in the suite says there's no prying.

        G               D              G                       D   A        A Asus4 Asus4
When the breath that you breathed in the street screams there's no science.

         G           D              G          D     A      A Asus4                      
When you look how you looked then to me, then I cease lying         and fall into silence.

           D    G                 D    A      A Asus4 Asus4
It's just a life story, so there's no climax.

            D   G              D        A    A Asus4 Asus4
No more new territory, so pull away the imax.

        G             D                  G              D  A       A Asus4 Asus4
In the slot that you sliced through the scene there was no shyness.

        G            D                   G               D  A     
In the plot that you passed through your teeth there was no pity.

            G      D         G          D    A    Asus4
No fade in: film begins on a kid in the big city.

       G        D        G                D   A      A Asus4 Asus4
And no cut to a costly parade (that's for him only!).

      G           D         G               D    A    A Asus4 Asus4    
No dissolve to a sliver of grey (that's his new lady!)

          G               D               G                   D      A     G D G D Dsus2 A Asus4x3
where she glows just like grain on the flickering pane of some great movie.

            D      G                D    A       A Asus4 Asus4
It's just a house burning, but it's not haunted.

           D      G                D    A
It was your heart hurting, but not for long, kid.

        G          D              G            D   A        A Asus4 Asus4
In the socket you spin from with ease there is no sticking.

           G            D           G         D      A        A Asus4 Asus4
From the speakers your fake masterpiece is serenely dribbling.

          G              D               G                 D      A      A Asus4 Asus4
When the air round your chair fills with heat, that's the flames licking

             G            D           G                 D    A         A Asus4 Asus4
beneath the clock on the clean mantelpiece. It's got a calm clicking,

        G          D       G               D     A          Asus4            G     D   
like a pro at his editing suite takes two weeks stitching        up some bad movie.