Goodbye Alice in Wonderland

It's four in the afternoon;

I'm on a flight leaving L.

A.,

tryin' to figure (A)out my life,

and my (C#m)youth scattered along the highway.

(Bm)Hotel rooms and headlights;

(A)I've made a living with a song,

(Bm)guitar as my (F#m)companion, wanting desperately to belong.

Fame is (E)filled with spoiled children,

(F#m)and we grow (E)fat on fantasy.

(F#m)I (E)guess that's why I'm (A)leaving;

I crave reality.

So (D)goodbye, (E)Alice (A)in Wonderland;

goodbye, Yellow Brick (E)Road.

(A)There is a (D)diff'rence between (E)dreaming and pretending.

I did not find (F#m)paradise;

(D)it was only a reflection of my (A)lonely mind wanting what's been missing in my (D)life.

(D)I'm embarrassed to say, the rest is rock 'n' roll cliché.

I hit the (C#m)bottom when I reached the (D)top.

But I never knew it was (A)you who was breaking my heart;

I thought you (C#m)had to love me,

(D)but you did not.

(Bm)Yes, a heart can (A)hallucinate if it's completely starved for (E)love.

(Bm)It can even turn (F#m)monsters into angels from above.

You forged my (E)love just like a weapon,

(F#m)and you turned it (E)against me like a (A)knife.

(F#m)You (E)broke my last heartstring,

but you opened up my eyes.

So (D)life.

(F#m)Growing up is not an absence of dreaming;

it's (A)being able to understand the diff'rence between the ones you can hold and the (D)ones that you've been sold.

And (F#m)dreaming is a good thing 'cause it (E)brings new things to life,

but (A)pretending is an ending that (Bm)perpetuates a lie,

(A)forgetting what you are, (D)seeing for what you've been told,

(F#m)oh. Truth is (E)stranger than fiction;

(F#m)this is my (E)chance to get it right.

(F#m)And life is much (A)better without all of those (E)pretty lies,

oh. So (A)(D)goodbye,

(E)Alice in Wonderland;

and you can keep your