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In My Secret Life

Tom: G

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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.