This is just for the chords, not for the specific notes of the plucking pattern.
Capo 5
C E F C F G C
C E
It's 3 AM, and the conversation's spent.
F C F G
She's waiting on the bedside wrapped within the static wind and she's got
C E
powders and pills, chasing thrills through dollar bills,
F C F G
tracing lines of her reflection with her senses so distilled
Am G
as she drifts on through this dream.
C E Am
She can share her medication but she can't outrun the rain when clearly
F C F C F C F G
here she stands, with candy in her hands, she offers up the pixie dust and separates the sand,
and I'll say:
F C F C
"It's alright. No need to ask me twice."
F C E Am
She spins the ring so she can sing the crayon song tonight.
F G C
She's gonna sing the crayon song tonight.
C E F C F G C
C E
When she calls you can find her in the hall.
F C F G
Where she's scribbling up pictures she hangs crooked on the wall. She's framing
C E F C F G
false alarms until her chamber maids have gone, then she'll sleep beside the music box whose tune keeps playing on.
Am G
Her behavior seems insane,
C E Am
cause we both now you might overdose from trying to kill the pain, but lately:
F C F C F C F G
here we stand, with candy in our hands, let's mix us up some pixie dust and sprinkle in the sand. We'll just say:
F C F C F C E Am
"It's alright. 'Til once turns into twice. Let's spin the ring so we can sing the crayon song tonight."
F G C
We're gonna sing the crayon song tonight.
Am F C G
I'm off to wander with my lover in her bag of pretty colors.
Am F C G
Off to wander with my lover in her bag of pretty colors.
F G
C E
Fan the flame and erase another day,
F C F G
she'll be running all the red lights 'til the candles melt away along this
C E
empty road, where the flowers never grow,
F C F G
casting shadows drenched in sorrow from a life she'll spend alone
Am G
until the sunshine sets her free.
C E Am
It appears that you've been down so long it looks like up to me but sadly:
F C F C F C F G
here I stand, with candy in my hands, I'm mixed up with the pixie dust and sinking in the sand and something's
F C F C F C E Am
not quite right. Sometimes you should think twice. I spun the rings and now I'll sing the crayon song all night.
F G C
We're gonna sing the crayon song tonight.
Am F C G
I'm off to wander with my lover in her bag of pretty colors.
Am F C G
Off to wander with my lover in her bag of pretty colors.
C E F C F G C