Am
He wants to die in a lake in Geneva
Em
The mountains can cover the shape of his nose
Am
He wants to die where nobody can see him
Em
But the beauty of his death will carry on so
Am Em
I don't believe him
Am
He greets me with kisses when good days deceive him
Em
And sometimes we're scorned and sometimes I believe him
Am
And sometimes I'm convinced that my friends think I'm crazy
Em
Get scared and call him but he's usually hazy
Am
At 1 in the morning the day is not ended
Em
By he is scared that sleep is no friend
Am
By he will drink but he cannot feel it
Em
Sleep will not come because sleep does not will it
Am Em
And I don't believe him
Am Em
Morning is mocking me
Am
I wander the streets avoiding them eats
Em
Till ring on my finger slips to the ground
A gift to the gutter a gift to the city
The veins of which have broken me down
And I don't believe him
Morning is mocking me
Am G Am G
The gods that he believes
Am G Am G
never fail to amaze me
He believes in the love in his god of all things
But I find him wrapped up in all manner of sins
The drugs that deceive him and the girls that believe him
Am G
I can't control you I don't know you well
F Em
These are the reasons I think that you're ill
Am G
I can't control you I don't know you well
F G
These are the reasons I think that you're ill
Am Em
And since last that we parted last that i saw him
down by a river silent and hardened
Morning was mocking us blood hit the sky
I was just happy my manic and I
He couldn't see me the sun was in his eyes
Am Em F G
And birds were singing to calm us down
Am Em F G
And birds were singing to calm us down
Am G
And I'm sorry young man I cannot be your friend
I don't believe in a fairytale end
I don't keep my head up all of the time
I find it dull when my heart meets my mind
Am G
And I hardly know you I think I can tell
F Em
These are the reasons I think that we're ill
Am G
I hardly know you I think I can tell
F Em
These are the reasons I think that I'm ill
Am G Am G Am G Am G
And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me
And the gods that he believes never fail to disappoint me
Am Em Am Em
My nihilist my happy man my manic and I
Am Em F G
Have no plans to move on
Am G F Em
And the birds are singing to calm us down
Am G F G
And the birds are singing to calm us down
Am