Look At Your Game Girl

intro:
D G
There's a time for living
D G
time keeps on flying

D G
think you are a loving baby
D G
but all you do is cying
D
can you feel?
D A G
all those feelings real
D A G
look at your game girl
D A G
look at your game girl

D G
What a mad delusion
D G
living in that confusion
D G
frustration and doubt
D G
can you ever live without the game

D A G
the sad sad game, mad game
D G
just to say love's not enough
D G
even if it can't be true
D G
oh you can tell those lies baby
D G
but you're only fooling you

D
Can you feel?
G A D
i know those feelings aint real
D
then you better stop trying
G
or you're gonna play crying
D
stop trying
G
or you're gonna play crying
D
stop trying
G
that's the game
G A D
sad sad game
G
mad game
D
sad game

People Say Im No Good Chords

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E/C Em6

People say i'm no good
but they never never do they say
why their world is so mixed up
or how it got that way

They all Look at me and they frown
Do i really look so strange?
if they really dug themselves
I know they'd want to change


Am Dm

Everybody says you're no good
'Cause you don't do like they think you should


F E

Do you expect them
And do you expect you to act like them
Look at them man
Look at the fix they're in


I don't care I don't care what they say
Just let 'em sit there and burn
The young might not be so dumb after all
An' from the young you might even learn

Everybody says you're no good
'Cause Charles you don't do
You don't do like they think you should
Do you expect them to act like you
Do you expect them
To expect you to act like them
Do you expect to see
Do you expect the fool to see what a fix he's in
Do you expect the fool to see what a fix he's in


E F#m

In your cardboard houses
An' your tin-can cars
You sit there and you wonder
You wonder where you are

Those diamond rings they're obscene
You sit there and you wonder
And you say who's to blame
Take a look at yourself
Take yourself off the shelf
You can't belong to nobody

With your Can't-Cough medicine
And your wonder drug
You got, more sickness
Than you got cures of


Cancer o' the mind