The Artist

G C Em D If I aim for you, then I aim to please G C Em D Until you look at me and I forget to breathe G C Em D Lessons will be learned and stories will be told G C Em D He can give you silver but I can give you gold G C Em D So take a picture off the shelf, I hope it's me and not myself G C Em D I can't take these bruises to my health anymore G C Em D Strike a match I'll light the wick, you're beautiful I'm feeling sick G C Em D Don't think I'll stand here taking this anymore G C Em D So you're my excuse for the taking of refuge G C Em D On stage I'm an idol, take me off and I'm see-through 2x G C Em D I can be the target if you'll be the one to shoot G C Em D Nobody can silence me, I'll always be bullet-proof G C Em D I'm too old for lessons now, I've heard it all before G C Em D You've gotten less than nothing, I could have given so much more G C Em D Pictures fading never merrier, living life in shades of sepia G C Em D Bruises make this burden heavier G C Em D Strike a match I'll light the wick, you're beautiful I'm feeling sick G C Em D G C Em D To think I'm still here taking this after time, time after time G C Em D I'm living with this curse and I think it's getting worse G C Em D Someone call the doctor 'cause I've already lost the nurse G C Em D And how did we begin to make it end this rough? G C Em C You say that I'm too good, it seems too good is not enough G C Em C And I'll have to set you free, not sit and stare and wonder G C Em D Not let another crooked girl start taking me under Chorus/Outro G C Em D So you're my excuse for the taking of refuge G C Em D On stage I'm an idol, take me off and I'm see-through