From: schnitzi@east.isx.com (Mark J. Schnitzius) Deep Dark Truthful Mirror from Spike tabbed by ah-HA! Pronoun trouble <MELINDA@delphi.com> Some of the chord shapes I've tried to graph out, and the basic chord shapes and barre chord shapes I didn't, but if you need any of them graphed out, just e-mail me.

^GOne day you're gonna ^Bmhave to face

A ^Amdeep dark truthful ^Gmirror

^DAnd it's gonna tell you things that I still

^CLove you too much to ^Dsay

^GThe sky was just a ^Bmpurple bruise

^AmThe ground was ^Giron

^DAnd you fell all around the town

^CUntil you looked the ^Gsame ^C [chorus]

^GThe same eyes, ^Bthe same lips

^EmThe same lie from ^Cyour tongue trips C/B D/F# C Am C C/B Am D/F# G ----------- ----------- Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror | | | | 1 | | | | | | | | 2 2 | | | 2 | | 2 | | | | | | | | | | | | 3 | C Am C C/B Am D/F# G Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror

Now the ^Gflagstone streets where the ^Bmnewspaper shouts

^AmRing to the boots of ^Groustabouts

^DAnd you're never in any doubt

There's ^Csomething happening some^Dwhere

You ^Gchase down the road till your ^Bmfingers bleed

^AmOn a fiberglass ^Gtumbleweed

^DYou can blow around the town

But ^Cit all shuts down the ^Gsame ^C

[chorus] Bm Em C C G (strum down) So you bay for the boy in the tigerskin trunks

They set him up^C, ^Cse^Gt him up on a stool

^BmHe falls down, he falls ^Emdown like a drunk^C ^C ^G

And you drink till you droo^Cl ^C ^G

^CAnd it's ^Bmhis story you'll ^Gflatter

C Bm Em (I think I play this as G again) You'll stretch him out like a saint

^CBut the ^Bmcanvas that he ^Emsplattered B/D# C D B/D# ----------- Will be the picture that you never paint | | | | | | | 2 | | 2 | | | | | | 3 | | | | | | [instrumental break] Em C G

C Am C C/B Am D/F# G Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror C Am C C/B Am D/F# G Deep dark, deep dark truthful mirror

^GA stripping puppet on a ^Bmliquid stick

^AmGets into it p^Gretty thick

^DA butterfly drinks a turtle's tears

But ^Chow do you know he really ^Dneeds it

Cos a ^Gbutterfly feeds on a ^Bmdead monkey's hand

^AmJesus wept, he f^Gelt abandoned

You're ^Dspellbound, baby, there's no doubting that

^CDid you ever see her stare like a ^GPersian ca^Ct

[chorus]

Elvis Costello - Deep dark truthful mirror