The Devil Makes Three - Mr midnight

^BHouse is burning, you can't go home Got no reason to be all alone ^F#Sneaking down the alley like a snake in the grass

Well ^G#mI won't judge you at a ^Bdistance, we ^G#mall got our ways to get ^B7along ^G#mOnce the two of you start to ^Bdancing, you're gonna ^C#dance now till the dance floor's ^F#gone

^BNow you can't go out, ^D#you can't go home ^EEven in a crowd you feel ^C#all alone, ^Efind yourself hiding from the ^F#light ^{F#7 B}You need some money, got no ^D#7shame You're ^E7just a pawn running ^C#in his game ^EMr. Midnight, ^F#7it's always the ^Bsame

^BToo many lies, the web gets so tight Tangled at an angle that you just can't see right ^F#Heavy loaded, flying low, you say you got it all under control

^G#mI know why you go back to ^Bhim ^G#mthough he's such a mean old ^B7man ^G#mHe whispers secrets in your ^B7ear, now His ^C#wish is your c^F#ommand

^BNow you can't go out, ^D#you can't go home ^EEven in a crowd you feel ^C#all alone, ^Efind yourself hiding from the ^F#light ^{F#7 B}You need some money, got no ^D#7shame You're ^E7just a pawn running ^C#in his game ^EMr. Midnight, ^F#7it's always the ^Bsame

^BYou're running downhill, you just cannot stop Whole life small enough to fit in a matchbox ^F#Holding patterns on well-worn ground ^BCowards, corners, making the rounds ^G#mWho's looking back at you in the ^Bmirror? ^G#mSkin and bones, you look so ^B7thin ^G#mThis is his song you sing ^Balong to, it's called not^C#ify your next of ^F#kin

^BCause I can't go out, ^D#I can't go home ^EEven in a crowd I feel al^C#l alone, fi^End myself hiding from the ligh^F#t ^{F#7 B}I need some money, got no sh^D#7ame I'm jus^E7t a pawn running in ^C#his game ^EMr. Midnight, ^F#7it's always the ^Bsame

^EMr. Midnight, ^F#7it's always the ^Bsame ^EMr. Midnight, ^F#7it's always the ^G#msame It's always the ^C#same it's always the ^Esa^F#me ^B