Tom: A
Introdução: Am G F Dm G
Am
Off she trots to the psychiatric hospit...
Am Dm
All she's got is the memory of a girl that used to laugh a lot
Am
Now she's very angry cause they say she's lost the plot
G F
And she's laughing in the mirror at her paper dress
Am Em F
Cause she has a troubled mind, a troubled mind
Am
Rosie Black, she walked up in here wired up on crack
Dm
It's for the kids who have low self esteem
Am
They've got no concept of reality
G F
Living their lives inside a fantasy
Am Em F
Cause they have troubled minds, troubled minds
Dm C G
Wipe the white golden dust into these broken hands
Dm C G
Must depend on a friend that will understand
Dm Am Em Dm C
Like the glitter making love to the gleam
Dm C G F
Just remember things aren't always what they seem
Em G Dm C
Ooh...
Am
Peter Pan could not admit he had become a man
Dm
He smashed the mirror into a million bits
Am
Now all he seems to do is stare and sit
G F
Painting pictures of a life that he'll never find
Am Em F
Inside his troubled mind, troubled minds
Am
There's a sweet little guy called Mars
Am
Each night he cries, this ain't the place I'm meant to be
Dm
He hides his dreams deep within a wooden box
Am
He hides his secrets deep within his woolen socks
G F
Life will pass him by
Am G F
Inside his troubled mind, troubled minds
Dm C G
Wipe the white golden dust into these broken hands
Dm C G
Must depend on a friend that will understand
Dm Am Em Dm C
Like the glitter making love to the gleam
Dm C G F
Just remember things aren't always what they seem
Dm C G
We can kill for the dust we need to fill these hands
Dm C G
Can't depend on a friend that will understand
Dm Am Em Dm C
Hate the glitter, we have murdered the dream
Dm C G F
Just remember things aren't always what they seem
Em G Dm C
Ooh...