Standard (EADGBE)

X24432 OR 799777

XX0232 OR X57775

Verse 1

It breaks like glass, but not in your hand

Shoot you down right where you stand

And it don't care for what you wear

or which way you might sway

Verse 2

It calls you up, but not on the phone

And it will drag you from your throne

And you may laugh while you sit there sipping you champagne

And may I laugh at your dispare sniffing your cocaine

Bridge

I'm a man of choise in an old Rolls Royce

And I'm howling at the moon

Is my happening to deafening for you? For you?

Chorus

Its maybe the fame

Its forgotten you name

The tears you cryed you never did explain

And I remain, blowing through you like a hurricane

Its a shame, Its a shame, Its a shame

Verse 3

It will not fall, not from the sky

And it don't eat no humble pie

And you may have your quiet life

But I bet you don't know why

Verse 4

It made you a mess, you didn't believe

You still don't know what makes me breathe

And you may laugh while you sit there sipping your champagne

And may I laugh at your dispare while your sniffing your cocaine

Bridge

Chorus

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