Dm                         E7
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
Am7                                Fmaj7
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
Dm                                 E7
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
Am7                              Fmaj7
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,


Pre-Chorus 1:

            C       Em7            Am7         Fmaj7  
But I don't need no alibi - I'm a puppet on a string.
       C         Em7          Am7     Fmaj7 
I just need this stage to be seen.
       C       Em7            Am7         Fmaj7  
We all need a pantomime to remind us what is real.
        C        Em7          Am7     Fmaj7 
Hold my eye and know what it means.

Chorus:

Dm            Fmaj7
I'm out of my min-d
C             Em
I'm out of my mind

Verse 2:

Dm                         E7
Judging by the look on the organ-grinder,
Am7                                Fmaj7
He'll judge me by the fact that my face don't fit.
Dm                                 E7
It's touching that the monkey sits on my shoulder.
Am7                              Fmaj7
He's waiting for the day when he gets me,

Pre-Chorus 2:

            C       Em7                Am7         Fmaj7           
But I won't be your concubine - I'm a puppet not a whore.
       C         Em7         Am7      Fmaj7  
I just need this stage to be seen.
          C    Em7                Am7         Fmaj7  
Won't you be a friend of mine to remind me what is real?
        C         Em7         Am7       Fmaj7  
Hold my heart and see that it bleeds.

Chorus:

Dm            Fmaj7
I'm out of my min-d
C             Em
I'm out of my mind