Bright Eyes - Reinvent the wheel

My ^Dfriend you were a ^Gmodel, a ^Apriceless work of ^Dart. Boys would ^Dfashion their ^Gemotions to the ^Apattern of you heart. And I ^Dheard you wrote that ^Grecord for a ^Agirl you loved but ^Ddied. I'm here ^Dsewing mine, toge^Gther, just h^Aoping you're alive. And I ^Gknow you'll never co^Ame back now to the ^Dworld where people ^Aare. 'Cause you ^Dnever ^Aunders^Gtood what they loved you for.

Now g^Dhosts they have their s^Gecrets, and they'll t^Aell them to a ^Dfew. So you can ^Dnever pay att^Gention, when they're ^Awhispering to you. There were ^Dmany talents y^Gou possessed that I ^Awished myself to ^Dhave. But the ^Dway your eyes would ^Ggloss over, well I ^Anever envied that. And I ^Gdoubt you'll ever c^Aome back now from whe^Drever it is you a^Are. 'Cause you n^Dever u^Anders^Gtood what we loved you for.

I'm sure the ^DT.V. sets will ^Gtell us when someone ^Areinvents the ^Dwheel. Till then I'll have a ^Dmillion convers^Gations about s^Ahit that isn't real. But I'll ^Dtry to breathe in ^Gmeaning dig deep through ^Aevery gasp of ^Dair. Cause I ^Dknow you did the ^Gsame thing for as ^Along as you can bear. I guess ^Geverything just ^Acircles 'round to ^Dwhere it was bef^Aore. So I ^Dhope I'll ^Asee you ^Gsoon in some other form.