In My Secret Life

Intro:
    Gm    F       Bb              Gm     F    Bb
e|-----1--3-1--------------------------------------| 
B|--3---------3-1----------------------3-1-1--3----| 
G|----------------3------------------3-------------| 
D|---------------------3-3-5-3---------------------| 
A|-------------------5---------5--1----------------| 
E|-------------------------------------------------| 

    Gm    F       Bb              Gm     F    Bb
e|-----1--3-1--------------------------------------| 
B|--3---------3-1----------------------3-1-1-------| 
G|----------------3------------------3--------3----| 
D|---------------------3-3-5-3---------------------| 
A|-------------------5---------5--1----------------| 
E|-------------------------------------------------| 


Verse 1:
Bb                                      Gm
  I saw you this morning, you were moving so fast.
              D#                     F
Can't seem to loosen my grip, on the past.
      Bb                                 Gm
And I miss you so much, there's no one in sight.
          D#           Gm   Gm     F      Bb   Gm     F      Bb
And we're still making love, in my secret life, in my secret life.


Verse 2:
Bb                                      Gm
  I smile when I'm angry, I cheat and I lie.
     D#                       F
I do what I have to do, to get by.
      Bb                                    Gm
But I know what is wrong, and I know what is right.
        D#          F     Gm     F      Bb   Gm     F      Bb
And I'd die for the truth, in my secret life, in my secret life.


Bridge:
     Gm       F      D#
Hold on, hold on, my brother,
   Gm      F       D#
My sister, hold on tight.
  Gm        F    D#
I finally got my orders,
        D#                            F
I'll be marching through the morning, marching through the night,
D#                               F
Moving 'cross the borders, of my secret life.


Verse 3:
Bb                                            Gm
  Looked through the paper, makes you want to cry.
       D#                           F
Nobody cares if the people, live or die.
        Bb                                                Gm
And the dealer wants you thinking, that it's either black or white.
      D#                F                    Bb
Thank god it's not that simple, in my secret life.


Verse 4:
                              Gm
I bite my lip. I buy what I'm told.
         D#                           F
From the latest hit, to the wisdom of old.
        Bb                                 Gm
But I'm always alone, and my heart is like ice.
         D#          F    Gm     F      Bb
And it's crowded and cold, in my secret life.

Gm    F      Bb
In my secret life.
Gm    F      Bb
In my secret life.
Gm    F      Bb
In my secret life.