E A B In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes, stretch tight the lips, a F# glistening gum line E Mouth curtains pulled I shine E A B My yellow stage light smile distracting F# Dancing puppets on short saliva strings E So you’ll find comfort in a lie B F# My overbite clenched, set in place E Like a stack of polished bright white dinner plates F# Hand in my pocket, straight jacket mind yeah F# It’s getting easy B F# E I wish I had a single thought the least bit legitimate enough F# To open up my mouth and spit accuracy F# It’s getting easy E A B In this act I’ll disguise those dead eyes, lay flat the tongue F# Let the supplement slide down E Everything is fine E B And my brain is cloudy, leveled out B The pill dissolved E B F# It’s flushing out everything I care about and not replacing it with anything B substantial B E So I’m on my hands and knees E F# Like a martyr calling out his final plea E The executioner looks exactly like me, it’s me F# It’s getting easy B E My overbite clenched so tight E F# Like a stack of dinner plates all polished white E Hands at my sides, straight jacket mind alright F# It’s getting easy