Capo 1
C
The carbon on the fingerprint
that's lifted from the lighter's flint,
that caused another smoker's squint,
Am
who sees the point but not the light;
F
Salvation
C
And rabble-rousing diatribes
revealing more for what it hides,
who plays a little off the sides,
Am
who swears they can sin in spite
F
Of salvation
C Am
The gavel of the auctioneer
F Dm
The bureau with the cracked veneer
C Am. F
It's going, going, gone but you're not here.
C Am
So I laughed until I cried,
F Dm
then I chose another side
C Am
when you asked me to decide
F C
between you and staying alive.
The horoscope says let it go,
the devil is the one you know,
the one you love's a domino,
Am
A bull with glass and diamond eyes,
F
And salvation
C
But everywhere is two way glass
and double locks and easy pass,
turn oxygen to laughing gas,
Am
give skeletons for Valentine's.
F
Salvation
C Am
The gavel of the auctioneer
F Dm
The bureau with the cracked veneer
C Am. F
It's going, going, gone but you're not here.
C Am
So I laughed until I cried,
F Dm
then I chose another side
C Am
when you asked me to decide
F C
between you and staying alive.