D
              G                           D
Hang Tibetan paintings on my bedroom wall
                   G                                D
Stick stars on the ceiling so I don't feel so small
                   G                                   D
God I wish I could call you, what the hell would I say?
                    G                                   D
Hope you're feelin' better, we should hang out some day


[Chorus]
   Em D A
Oh please
Em           D A
Don't you swallow
Em               D  A      D
Pills like parma violets, again


[Verse 2]
D
                      G                        D
Once you showed me a secret, delicate as a moth
          G                               D
It barely shivered, its wings were so soft
                G                        D
Then it flew up to the fluorescent light
             G                             D
I knew right then that you would be alright


[Chorus]
   Em D A
Oh please
Em           D A
Don't you swallow
Em               D  A      D
Pills like parma violets, again


[Verse 3]
D
              G                               D
Our lives are prisms, the light beams through
           G                    D
Refracting colors is what we do
                  G                     D
We're different shades of the same blue
                    G                       D
But at least we're true, at least we're true


[Chorus]
   Em D A
Oh please
Em           D A
Don't you swallow
Em               D  A      D
Pills like parma violets, again