D
 Your eyes drooping dead
               Bm
Your arms over your head
          G
Draft posture, throught graphic
D
 You stood layered lean
              Bm
Covers of magazines
            G
I'd worship you
         D
And now I reside in my head
                    Bm
And I ripped you to shreds
           G
Page after page
          D
If I could show no remorse
                      Bm
Let severance run its course
           G
You'd disengage

[Chorus]
     A             G
But I watch it without the sound
A           G
 You're far, I'm underground
A           G
 We star in silent films
A           G
 We live in cryptic realms

[Guitar solo]
D Bm G (x2)

[Verse 2]
G
You feel
D
 Complicated and spread
                   Bm
You watch me densely dread
         G
Each monologue, and we sit
D
 On porches and trains
                 Bm
Listening to complain
            G
And prattle talk
    D
And we are identical

Anguish, inexplicable
    Bm
And I wouldn't know what to
G                 D
Tell me if I were you
    Bm                G
And you're not saying much

[Chorus]
     A             G
And I watch it without the sound
A           G
 You're far, I'm underground
A           G
 We star in silent films
A           G
 We live in cryptic realms

[Interlude]
D Bm G (x2)

[Outro]
D        Bm      G           D
 And I-I-I think I'm getting old.
        Bm      G           D
And I-I-I think I'm getting down.
        Bm      G           D
And I-I-I think I'm getting old.
        Bm      G           D
And I-I-I think I'm getting new (you?).