Dm Am Dm
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell
Am Dm
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell
C Dm
Cause the myth is not supposed to retire
C Dm
We'd rather it lit itself on fire
Am Dm
Or overdosed in a four star hotel
Dm Am Dm
She's holding a truth that she'll never reveal
Am Dm
She's holding a truth that she'll never reveal
C Dm
Cause truth this time is an ugly child
C Dm
And mother and daughter may reconcile
Am Dm
But their faces will never heal
Chorus
Am Dm
Don't go she says but he's sleeping
C
She says it to herself
Am Dm
Don't go she sees herself rising
Am C Dm
Packing her suitcase with all of her shoes
Dm C
But something keeps you faithful
Am C Dm
When all else in you turns and runs
C Am
Love turns
C Dm
The morning comes
Dm Am Dm
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell
Dm Am Dm
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell
C Dm
Because we were once cinema gods in the night
Am C
Now all we've got is lunch hour light
Am Dm
Where nothing photographs well
Chorus
And then the "hey-yay-yay" ending part goes:
Dm Am Dm
Dm C Dm