FmC#
F cardboard head
FmC#
I see has found its way to me,
FmC#
It's old and it's old and it's old
FmC#
Making me cr__y.
FmC#
I sleep but I will not move,
FmC#
Too scared to leave my room
FmC#FmC#
But I won't be defeated, oh no.
C#D#C#
What if cards don't go my way?
D#C#
And it's sure to spoil my day.
D#C#
But in voices loud and clear
D#C#CmD#
you say to me "it's only superstition.
D#C#CmD#
It's only your imagination,
D#C#Cm
It's only all of the things that you fear
D#C#CmD#
and the things from which you can't escape."
FmC#
Keep clean for the thousandth time
FmC#
Stand still and wait and line.
FmC#FmC#
Some numbers are badder than others, oh no.
C#D#C#
What if cards don't go my way?
D#C#
And it's sure to spoil my day.
D#C#
But in voices loud and clear
D#C#CmD#
you say to me "it's only superstition.
D#C#CmD#
It's only your imagination,
D#C#Cm
It's only all of the things that you fear
D#C#CmD#C#
and the things from which you cannot expect."
C#D#CmFmD#
But it's making me cry , and it's making me cr____y
C#D#CmFm
And I'm slipping away and I'm slipping aw____ay
FmD#C#
It's only superstition, only your imagination
FmD#C#
It's only superstition, only superstition