D
F
When I look up to the skies
C
G
D
F-C-G
I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow
D
F
I rush home to bed I soak my head
C
G
D
F-C-G
I see your face underneath my pillow
D
F
I wake next morning tired still yawning
C
G
D
F
C
G
D
See your face come peaking through my window
G
A
D
Pictures of matchstick men and you
G
A
D
Mirages of matchstick men and you
G
A
D
F
C
G
D
F
C
G
D
All I ever see is them and you
Bb
Bb
Windows echo your reflection
F
F
C
When I look in their direction gone
Bb
Bb
When will this haunting stop
F
F
A
A-D-D
Your face it just wont leave me a-lone
G
A
D
Pictures of matchstick men and you
G
A
D
Mirages of matchstick men and you
G
A
D
All I ever see is them and you
F
C
G
D
You in the sky you with this guy you make men cry you lie
F
C
G
D
D
F
C
G
Pictures of matchstick men, Pictures of matchstick…
A
D
G
C
F
Bb