A A E Like a bird on the wire A D Like a drunk in some old midnight choir A E A Esus4 I have tried in my way to be free A E Like a worm on a hook A D Like a monk bending over the book A E AAsus2 It was the shape, the shape of our love twisted me D A If I, if I have been unkind Bm A I hope that you can just let it go right on by D A If I, if I have been untrue Bm E Esus4 It's just that I thought a lover had to be some kind of liar too Like a little baby, stillborn Like a beast with his horn I have torn everyone who reached out for me But I swear, I swear by this song I swear by all that I have done wrong I will make it all up to thee I saw a beggar, he was standing there on his wooden crutch He cries out to me, "Hey, you must learn not to ask for so much " Another pretty woman, waiting there in her darkened door She cries out to me, "Hey, why not ask for just a little bit more?" Like a bird on the wire Like a drunk in some old midnight choir A E D A I have tried in my way to be free