Jars of Clay

^Am The mario ^C nette has your ^G number
It pullin your ^Am arms and legs till you ^C can't stand on your ^G own
Dragging your ^Am conscience on the ^C stage and you ^G heart gets rearranged
And you ^Am cannot tell your ^C mentor from your ^G maker
^Am Look at the ^C crowds bleeding with ^G laughter
Over the ^Am way you enter ^C tain at beckon ^G call
They don't ^Am see behind the ^C lights ^G or the painted background
^Am They just like ^C to see you ^G fall
CHORUS:
^{C Am} But you ^C don't really ^G mind
^{C Am} Cause you're ^C just wasting ^G time
^{C Am} You can't ^C feel any ^G thing
Just a ^C boy ^Am on ^C a ^G string
VERSE 2:
^Am I feel a ^C sadness like ^G Gapetto
Watching the ^Am life that he ^C created run a ^G way,
Seeing the ^Am puppeteer's in ^C trusion and ^G holding the remains
Of ^Am puppets that had ^C rotted a ^G way
^Am One day the ^C curtain will not ^G open
And all of the ^Am crowds will ^C go a ^G way
^Am Someday those ^C strings will ^G choke you
^Am But un ^C til that ^G day
CHORUS
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