Dm                           Am           Dm 
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell 
                             Am           Dm 
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell 
                         C         Dm            
Cause the myth is not supposed to retire 
      C              Dm 
We'd rather it lit itself on fire 
     Am                        Dm  
Or overdosed in a four star hotel 

Dm                                Am       Dm 
She's holding a truth that she'll never reveal 
                                  Am       Dm 
She's holding a truth that she'll never reveal 
                            C    Dm       
Cause truth this time is an ugly child 
      C                     Dm 
And mother and daughter may reconcile 
     Am                     Dm  
But their faces will never heal 

Chorus 
Am    Dm 
Don't go she says but he's sleeping 
    C  
She says it to herself 
Am    Dm 
Don't go she sees herself rising 
Am                        C           Dm 
Packing her suitcase with all of her shoes 
Dm              C  
But something keeps you faithful 
Am                    C         Dm 
When all else in you turns and runs 
C           Am  
Love turns 
    C        Dm 
The morning comes 

Dm                           Am           Dm 
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell 
Dm                           Am           Dm  
She's holding a secret that she'll never tell 
                             C           Dm  
Because we were once cinema gods in the night 
Am                    C  
Now all we've got is lunch hour light 
         Am                Dm     
Where nothing photographs well 

Chorus 
And then the "hey-yay-yay" ending part goes: 

Dm Am Dm 
Dm C Dm