Verse: D# It breaks like glass, but not in your hand Shoot you down right where you stand Cm A# And it donʼt care for what you wear G# or which way you might sway D# It calls you up, but not on the phone And it will drag you from your throne Cm A# G# D# And you may laugh while you sit there sipping you champagne Cm A# G# D# And may I laugh at your dispare sniffing your cocaine Pre-chorus: Cm A# Iʼm a man of choise in an old Rolls Royce G# D# And Iʼm howling at the moon Cm A# G# Is my happening to deafening for you? For you? Chorus: D# A# G# Its maybe the fame D# A# G# Its forgotten you name D# A# G# The tears you cryed you never did explain D# A# G# D# And I remain, blowing through you like a hurricane D# Its a shame, Its a shame, Its a shame Verse: D# It will not fall, not from the sky And it donʼt eat no humble pie Cm A# And you may have your quiet life G# D# But I bet you donʼt know why D# It made you a mess, you didnʼt believe You still donʼt know what makes me breathe Cm A# G# D# And you may laugh while you sit there sipping your champagne Cm A# G# And may I laugh at your dispare while your sniffing your cocaine Pre-chorus. Chorus.
