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Capo: 3 Tuning: E A D G B E
[Intro] G Em G Em G Em [Verse 1]
G I saw this mirror, I looked Amthrough it ReGflections looked most bent and Amold G Cared too much, hating Amhatred Seeing things deGformed and almost AmcoldG Em G Em
[Verse 2]
G Crying sadly, shielding Amgladly my eyes G From the ugly Amside of Gfat men seeing, almost AmThin men peeping, sleeping, looking, Gfalling Dizzy Amfrom their windows GhighEm G Em
[Verse 3]
G The men of magic thinking if Amevil He was bringing sunless Gchildren, Seeing all the Ambad 'Cos Gbeauty was too ugly And Amfaceless people Wondered at the Gbeautiful forms they AmhadG Em G Em
[Verse 4]
GNow the mirror's broken, I'm Amsmiling, seeing good things Yet deGspite foot splinters swirl in the Amair ForGever call him beauty AmChildren come at night time Weird things Gblackening the fairest maiden's Emhair
[Outro] G Em G Em G Em G