Slapped Actress Cifras

[Intro]
C#m E A E x4
 
[Verse]
C#m           E                 A           E
Don't tell my sister about your most recent vision
C#m           E                  A             E
Don't tell my family, they're all wicked-strict Christian
C#m            E       A                   E
Don't tell the hangers-on, don't tell your friends
C#m                E            A          E
Don't tell them we went down to Ybor City again
 
C#m            E                A        E
Don't tell the dancers, they'll just get distracted
C#m            E           A        E
Don't tell the DJs, they already suspect us
C#m               E                A           E
Don't mention the bloodshed, don't mention the skins
C#m             E                A          E
Don't tell them Ybor City almost killed us again
 
[Chorus]
G#m        C#m      A            E
We are the theater, they are the people
F#m
Dressed up to be seated, looking upwards and dreaming
G#m       C#m               A           E
We're the projectors, we're hosting the screening
F#m
We're dust in the spotlights, we're just kinda floating
 
[Verse]
C#m E A E x4
 
C#m               E              A            E
Don't drop little hints, I don't want them to guess
C#m           E                   A            E
Don't mention Tampa, they'll just know all the rest
C#m               E                A            E
Don't mention the bloodshed, don't tell them it hurts
C#m              E                       A               E
Don't say we saw angels, they'll take us straight to the church
 
[Chorus]
G#m               C#m     A          E
They queue up for tickets to see the performance
F#m
They push to get closer, looking upwards with wonder
G#m        C#m     A               E
We are the actors, the cameras are rolling
F#m
I'll be Ben Gazzara, you'll be Gena Rowlands
 
[Bridge]
E A F#m A
 
E         A             F#m                A
Sometimes actresses get slapped, sometimes actresses get slapped
E         A                    F#m            A
Sometimes fake fights turn out bad, sometimes actresses get slapped
E           A              F#m            A
Some nights making it look real might end up with someone hurt
E           A         F#m                    A
Some nights it's just entertainment and some other nights it's work
 
[Chorus]
G#m                  C#m      A              E
They come in for the feeding, sit in stadium seating
F#m
They're holding their hands out for the body and blood now
G#m         C#m      A                   E
We're the directors, our hands will hold steady
F#m
I'll be John Cassavettes, let me know when you're ready
G#m C#m A E
F#m
Man we make our own movies, man we make our own movies
G#m C#m A E
F#m
Man we make our own movies, man we make our own movies
 
[Outro]
G#m C#m A E
F#m
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