The Good Guys

[A] [A] [A] [E] [A]

[A]I'm tired of seeing the picture
[E]You're painting of [A]yourself
[A]You with the borrowed colors
[D]That you picked from someon[E]e else

Maybe you're a movie
Or some best selling book
I know your mirrored mornings
In rehearsal of your looks

Oh your ca[D]use is oh so beauti[E]ful
[D]You're ready to be[A]gin[E]
[E]You're going to play the go[A]od guys
[E]By singing the good guys [A]hymn
[E]Ah you're building the halls with the out[A]er walls
[E]But you haven't got a thing wi[A]thin

The innocence of children
Is the manner you suppose
And you can describe in full detail
What we already know

Ah your cause is all so pretty
And we're ready to begin
We're going to play the good guys
By singing the good guys hymn
Ah we're building the halls with the outer walls
But we haven't got a thing within

But if we keep on trying
Though our purpose isn't clear
We just may move the universe
We'll learn to really care

Eventually the whole facade
Becomes more than a whim
By starting to build on the outside
We're gonna fill up the walls within
By starting to build on the outside
We'll fill up the wallls within

Eventually the whole facade
Becomes more than a whim
And by starting to build on the outside
We're gonna fill up the walls
We're gonna fill up the walls within