Chords for Why? - Act Five

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_ [B] _ _ _ _ [Abm] Yeah. _
_ [Gb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] There is no grace [B] in act by eye.
[Abm] Hoping the nerves inside legs withstanding [Gb] voluntary [Bb] malmovements and [Eb] confusion.
A snail in salt doesn't [B] fall asleep [Eb] without a half [Ebm] smile.
[Gb] Like [Bb] grandma from the after [Eb] school special.
It twists and [Gb] contorts, it jerks [Eb] and drives for some [Abm] time [Gb] like a living [Bb] [Gb] severed limb on fire.
All the people who [Bbm] taught me card tricks are dying.
[B] I've been trying to get my [Eb] papa's good looks from old [Gb] snapshots.
And all the people who [Bbm] taught me card tricks are dying.
[B] I've been trying to steal my [Eb] grandfather's handsome from old photographs.
[Gb] Even if the world is safe [Abm] and the couples kiss [Db] before the [Bb] credits [Eb] clips.
There will be more than a lifetime of death in the scrambled signal snow that's left when [Bb] the blackened tape runs out.
[Eb] The invisible frames [B] death tatt to your movie reel [Abm] far outweigh [Gb] the reel [Ab] [F] itself.
[Gb] All the people who [Bbm] taught me card tricks are dying.
[B] I've been trying to get my [Eb] papa's good looks from old [Gb] snapshots.
And all the people who [Bbm] taught me card tricks are dying.
[B] I've been trying to steal my [Eb] grandfather's handsome from old [Ebm] photographs.
There is no grace [B] in act like [Gb] I.
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_ [Ab] _ _ [Gb] _ A circus tent [Bbm] and all the folding [B] chairs fit in.
[Ebm] An old [Gb] coffin for travel.
A circus tent [Eb] and [Bbm] all the folding [B] chairs fit in.
[Ebm] An old coffin for travel. _ _
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