Cifras
In My Secret Life

Tono: G

Introducción:

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Bb                                                                                                    Gm  
     I saw you this morning, you were moving so fast.
                                     D#                                                      F  
Can't seem to loosen my grip, on the past.
                Bb                                                                                      Gm  
And I miss you so much, there's no one in sight.
                          D#                            Gm                    F              Bb      Gm            F              Bb  
And we're still making love, in my secret life, in my secret life.
Bb                                                                                                    Gm  
     I smile when I'm angry, I cheat and I lie.
             D#                                                            F  
I do what I have to do, to get by.
                Bb                                                                                              Gm  
But I know what is wrong, and I know what is right.
                     D#                         F            Gm            F              Bb      Gm            F              Bb  
And I'd die for the truth, in my secret life, in my secret life.
             Gm                 F              D#  
Hold on, hold on, my brother,
        Gm              F                 D#  
My sister, hold on tight.
     Gm                    F         D#  
I finally got my orders,
                     D#                                                                         F  
I'll be marching through the morning, marching through the night,
D#                                                                                 F  
Moving 'cross the borders, of my secret life.
Bb                                                                                                                    Gm  
     Looked through the paper, makes you want to cry.
                  D#                                                                      F  
Nobody cares if the people, live or die.
                     Bb                                                                                                                              Gm  
And the dealer wants you thinking, that it's either black or white.
                D#                                         F                                                    Bb  
Thank god it's not that simple, in my secret life.
                                                                                Gm  
I bite my lip. I buy what I'm told.
                        D#                                                                      F  
From the latest hit, to the wisdom of old.
                     Bb                                                                                      Gm  
But I'm always alone, and my heart is like ice.
                        D#                         F         Gm            F              Bb  
And it's crowded and cold, in my secret life.
Gm         F              Bb  
In my secret life.
Gm         F              Bb  
In my secret life.
Gm         F              Bb  
In my secret life.