Tom: D
D G
I stare from behind the mirror
D G
I still can't feel a thing
D G
This house has been dead for years
D G
It doesn't mean anything
D G
The walls are soaked with indifference
D G
The rooms occuppied with despair
D G
The bed rocks in its own ignorance
F G
The windows just open and stare
D G
A climate of unhappy families
D G
All covered with dirt and with flies
D G
Breeding a hole for our secrets
D G
So we can watch them all grow into lies
D G
At the same time the room seems to mock you
D G
Parading your shadow of doubt
D G
They pray for our silent audience
F G
And beg for forgiveness without
D G
I dreamed for years before now
D G
I'd end up in a place like this
D G
Too scared in a room I refuse to call home
D G
I knew it would end like this
D G
I walk with a weight on my shoulders
D G
Of the promises that I broke
D G
To get rid of my guilty secrets
F G
Throw them down that same hole
D G
This house is a house of failure
D G
Of bitterness and remorse
D G
Of illness betrayal and torture
D G
It means nothing of course
D G
In the corner I swear I can hear
D G
The ghost of you screaming at me
D G
Questioning misplaced virtues
F G
And my infidelity
D G
And even though I did not doubt you
D G
No one said that you had to be right
D G
The lights in the air that surround me
D G
Could turn my day into night
D G
The company of the corpse here beside me
D G
Will haunt me forever like your screams
D G
Like everything else never leaves me alone
F G
From my waking house into my dreams
