intro Emaj7 Dmaj7 2x [B)] I spend so much time believing all the lies to keep the dream alive. Now it makes me sad, it makes me mad at truth for loving what was you. chorus break E D 4x When you hear the music you make a dip, into someone else's pocket then make the slip. You steal a car and go to Las Vegas, ooh, the gigolo pool. Hanging out by the state line, turning holy water into wine. Drinkin' it down... whoa whoa. I'm on a bus on a psychedelic trip, reading murder books tryin' to st (azchords.com)