Intro:

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Verse 1:
Everybody knows trouble is easy to get
Burned out dealer to the teachers pet
For some fun there is always sex
Hiding in the corner like a shy t-rex

Am, G, Am, G

Verse 2:
Around your home are the ways and means
Guns hiding under porno magazines
There’s booze and thrills, cheap thrills and dreams
Murder is a game on a pc screen

Chours:
Little baby lost to the world outside
Trying not to let anyone inside
Learning what you get from a TV set
And it makes you crazy
Hiding all the way on the bathroom shelf
Busted in the mirror by an image of yourself
Beautiful as this whole world can be, you just don’t see it
And it makes me crazy, yeahhh..Aww

Am, Am, G, F
F, F, G, Am x2

Verse 3:
This chicks trying to pay for things
Swinging from a pole with a nipple ring..(yeah)
This dudes trying to ease the stain
Tying of his arm with a nylon string

Mirror mirror can you tell
If they are kneeling in confession or if they just fell
The mirror looks back and it knows damn well
It’s really hard living when you’re living with yourself

Chours:
Little baby lost to the world outside
Trying not to let anyone inside
Only love you get is from a TV set
And it makes you crazy
Hiding all the way on a bathroom shelf
Busted in the mirror by an image of yourself
Talking in your head
Laying awake in bed in the twightlight screaming

And it makes me crazy
It drives me crazy yeah
It makes me crazy yeah

Am, G, Am, G x2

Everybody lost to the world outside
Trying to fill a hole that will grow till the day that you die
Never knew it would be this way
Living in a place that u never wanna face night and day
Never knew it would be this way
And it drives me crazy

Chours:
Everybody lost to the world outside
Losing all control of the boat they drive
Only love you get is from a TV set
And it makes you crazy

Hiding all the way on the closet shelf
Busted in the mirror by an image of yourself
Talking in your head laying awake in your bed
And it makes me crazy

C, C, Am, G

F, F, F, F x2

Am, Am, G, F
F, F, G, Am
Am, Am, G, F
F, F, G, Am, Am#

Additional info:
All the verses an chours’ should be played with the same chords all the way,
unless anything else is given.

Tabbed by “friction”