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The Muse by Darren Criss
Intro: Gm
Verse:
Gm Cm Csus4
You're a diamond that I'm afraid to touch
Gm Cm
You're damn near flawless and I'm sure you'd cut
Eb F
on my eyes, my hands, my head, my heart
F#dim Gm
You tear this canvas skin apart
F#dim D7 Gm F F#dim Gm
Oh, what a waste of human art that'd be
Gm Cm
You're a dungeon, but you're made of glass
Gm Cm
Your prisoners have no idea they're trapped
Eb F
'cause you look so beautiful inside
F#dim Gm
It makes us feel like we're alive
F#dim D7 G
but lord knows we'll never survive your walls
Chorus:
G Cm G
But didn't you know that all along
Cm G
You didn't need to hear your song
Cm
and if you don't know that
Eb Ebm F Gm
then you might as well be dead
Interlude: Gm F Gm
Verse:
Gm Cm Csus4 Cm
Medusa's child preserved her former looks
Gm
She kept her out of all the storybooks
Eb F
just to get back at all of the men
F#dim Gm
who have tried time and time again
F#dim D7 Gm F F#dim Gm
to claim the right of her demise and end
Gm Cm
A million years go by and you're still around
Gm Cm
You're knocking us off our feet; you're knocking us down
Eb F
but we still can't leave you alone
F#dim Gm
The way you move one would be prone
F#dim D7 G
to want to be turned into stone by you
Chorus:
G Cm G
But didn't you know that all along
Cm G
You didn't need to hear your song
Cm
and if you don't know that
Eb Ebm
then you might as well be dead
Bridge:
Bb F Eb
You make me feel so alive
Dm Cm
but its consequence: I want to be dead
Bb F Eb
Was it how you arrived?
Dm Cm Eb
I can't tell or was it in the way you left...
Gm
us.... here?
Instrumental: Gm F Cm Eb Ebm
Chorus:
G Cm G
But didn't you know that all along
Cm G
You didn't need to hear your song
Cm
and if you don't know that
Eb Ebm
then you might as well be, you might as well, oh
G Cm G
You didn't need to hear your song
Cm G
'cause you just knew it all along
Cm
You didn't know that so
Eb Ebm (Gm)
you might as well, might as well be dead
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