You Are What You Love

[Bm], [Em], [A], [D] x2

[Bm]This is no great il[Em]lusion
When [A]I'm with you I'm looking for a g[D]host
Or i[Bm]nvisible re[Em]asons
To fall o[A]ut of love and run screaming from our ho[D]me

[D]Because we live in a house of mirrors
[G]We see our fears and everything
Our s[Em]ongs, faces, and se[A]cond hand clothes

But m[D]ore and more we're suffering
Not no[G]body, not a thousand beers
Will k[Em]eep us from feeling [A]so all alone

But you [Em]are what you l[A]ove
And n[D]ot what loves you b[G]ack
That's why I'm [Em]here on your doorstep
[A]Pleading for you to take me b[D]ack       [G]                [D]

The p[Bm]hone is a fine inv[Em]ention
It al[A]lows me to talk endlessly to y[D]ou
About n[Bm]othing disguising my [Em]intentions
Which I'm a[A]fraid, my friend, are wildly u[D]ntrue

It's a sle[D]ight of hand, a white soul band
The he[G]art attacks I'm convinced I have
[Em]Every morning u[A]pon waking
To you I'm a sy[D]mbol or a monument
Your ri[G]te of passage to fufillment
But I[Em]'m not yours for the ta[A]king

But you a[Em]re what you l[A]ove
And n[D]ot what loves you b[G]ack
So i g[Em]uess that's why you keep[A] calling me b[D]ack       [G]                [D]

[Em]  [A]  [D]  [G]  [D]

[D]I'm fraudulent, a thief at best
A co[G]ward who paints a bullshit canvas
[Em]Things that will never hap[A]pen to me
But[D] at arms length, it's Tim who said
I'm g[G]ood at it, I've mastered it
Avo[Em]iding, avoiding eve[A]rything

But you [Em]are what you l[A]ove tim
And n[D]ot what loves you b[G]ack

And I'm in l[Em]ove with illusions
So s[A]aw me in half
I'm in l[Em]ove with tricks
So p[A]ull another rabbit out of your [D]hat   [G]        [D]