Dire straits Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Intro 1]
[Am][F][Dm][E][Am][F]
[Dm][E]

[Verse 1]
He wraps a [Am]smile 'round his tired [F]face
To hide [Dm]the marks of the walk
of life [E]through dire [Am]straits
No [F]brothers in arms
[Dm]The sultan of mood s[E]wing
Moving in tun[Am]e with the melodies
that truth sing[F]s
He knows the music
[Dm]will stop[E]
And he's [Am]okay with that,
[F]he can face the[Dm] facts
He just wants [E]it to mean something to these
[Am]people when he fades to [F]black
And he's [Dm]not sure,
[E]fighting for a lost cau[Am]se and effect
He tries [F]to find clarity behind
locked [Dm]doors in [E]his head
[Am]And if you saw him,
[F]you wouldn't know [Dm]it
Hell, [E]his friends don't
[Am]He's just another lost soul who [F]blocks
the world out with his [Dm]headphones
Words sig[E]nify noth[Am]ing,
he does[F]n't feel [Dm]your complements
[E]Doesn't believe the things you say [Am]when
you try to build his con[F]fidence[Dm][E]
There [Am]is no succ[F]ess,
[Dm]only an inability to r[E]ealise a goal
[Am]This blackjack of all trades playi[F]ng with the rest,
he might just [Dm]fold[E]
He can see [Am]what his opponents hold,
[F]read their tactic[Dm]s, call the[E]ir bluffs
But he can[Am]'t play his own hand right,
[F]it's not[Dm] enough
[E]It's the way he plays,
con[Am]vinced he's lost from the first [F]turn
He reads the other players [Dm]fine from
the skirts to the [G]hurt words
The smirks to the [Am]T- shirts,
[F]the nervous to the certain
Every apple has [G]it's earthworms
Sorry, he gets carried away when
he's writing in the third person