Eminem - Music Box lyrics [HD] Chords
Tempo:
78.45 bpm
Chords used:
F#
Bm
Em
Cm
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Em] [F#] [Bm]
[Em] [F#]
[Bm] [Em] [F#]
[Bm] [Em] Yeah, [F#] yeah.
[Bm] Yeah, girl.
[Em] Can you [F#] hear that?
[Bm] It's playing our song.
[C#] Are you sleepy?
[Bm] Take
a nap.
[Em] You're not [F#] afraid of the dark, are you?
[Bm] You hear the beat as it [Em] makes you not
want to go to sleep.
I knock [F#] on Dakota's door.
It's locked [Bm] so I go to creep.
Round the back
with [Em] binoculars not cause I want to [F#] pee, but because I'm hungry.
She [B] smells like tacos
[Bm] I want to eat.
Visions of hot [Em] chocolatey marshmallows, also [F#] sweet with sugar plums.
Oh [Bm] look, here
comes Marshall, he's on your street.
He's placing hot [Cm] smoldering charcoals beneath your
[F#] feet.
Now walk on them.
He's dancing with [Bm] carcasses cheek to cheek like a Thanksgiving
[Em] turkey, a holiday ham, [F#] cinnamon sprinkled on toast, [Bm] strawberry marmalade jam, flavor
my favorite graham [Em] crackers with champagne rams.
[F#] I guess a modern day Jack [Bm] the Ripper
is all that I am.
My music box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep, [F#] but I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep
calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to [F#] me.
My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music
box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] Playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean
the world to me.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music box.
I almost look [Em] comatose.
Who
wants to be sober [F#] gross?
I foam like a [Bm] Doberman mouth open.
I overdose.
Put coke up my nostrils
[Em] and blow my holes and I plug my [F#] nose.
My pupils [Bm] quadruple in size.
Eyes are so buggy, I know.
I put on my [Em] mother's makeup, get naked and run [F#] around.
Waving a gun around.
I think I'm
down [Bm] to a hundred pounds.
There's thunder.
I wonder [Cm] how come it rains when the sun [F#] is
out.
The devil's upset [B] with his wife.
They [Bm] must be slugging it out.
I must be [Em] bucking
the fuck out.
What the fuck [F#] about?
Voices are leading [Bm] me up to the attic.
I love my
house.
They pull and they tug my [Em] blouse.
The sound of a music [F#] box comes from inside a [Bm] toy
chest.
But what do I do?
It's locked.
I pick it and open [Em] it, but it's stuffed full of human
[F#] parts.
I dig till I find [Bm] it.
I wind it up and the tune starts.
It's playing a song.
[Em] So beautiful and the room [F#] is dark.
The moon is full.
I [Bm] smell a funeral.
Guess I'll loom in the car.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So take it or I come.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] I hear music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
So you're gonna rap [Em] into a world for me.
[F#] My music box.
You can hear my cry.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
I'm fixated on a [Em] fixie ain't even breaking this [F#] little chick's neck like a pixie stick.
The [Bm] sick Satan worshiping bitches get horse [Em] whippings.
I'm in the back through [F#] the back door.
Slipping through [Bm] the crack, leaving the court, stripping them more.
Jitching of [Em] love sent from above.
[F#] Coarse then treat them more when she [Bm] the more stingy I become.
Been doing this for more than [Em] a quarter century.
I'm just [F#] numbing my dreaming.
Is it real?
Someone pinch [Bm] me on the buns.
The time has come to [Em] tie her up.
That'll roll me the ladder.
[F#] I've had enough of the chatter.
[Bm] Climb up to the window.
Look at it.
They climb and slow to shatter [Em] her brain matter and batter [F#] her with a bat.
A matter [Bm] of fact that will splatter her.
But before I do that, [Cm] I'll have a chat to flatter [F#] her.
Give her two compliments back to back [Bm] like Tabitha.
I'm your secret [Em] admirer.
I'm back to ravish [F#] her.
So strong is your fight, [Bm] but you're no match for Dracula.
Prolonging her plight [Em] as I go back to stabbing [F#] her.
Dismember her limb.
[Bm] Simple as that.
Zoom in with the lens, [Em] then pan back.
The camera [F#] stand back.
Cause here comes [Bm] your man Jack.
So Pamela, put your lights on.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm meaning my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
I'm the world to float.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So don't you go on like hope.
[Bm] I've heard the answer.
Cause when the lights are off, [Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] Like a music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] My [F#] music box.
[Bm] My music box.
[Em] [F#]
[Em] [F#]
[Bm] [Em] [F#]
[Bm] [Em] Yeah, [F#] yeah.
[Bm] Yeah, girl.
[Em] Can you [F#] hear that?
[Bm] It's playing our song.
[C#] Are you sleepy?
[Bm] Take
a nap.
[Em] You're not [F#] afraid of the dark, are you?
[Bm] You hear the beat as it [Em] makes you not
want to go to sleep.
I knock [F#] on Dakota's door.
It's locked [Bm] so I go to creep.
Round the back
with [Em] binoculars not cause I want to [F#] pee, but because I'm hungry.
She [B] smells like tacos
[Bm] I want to eat.
Visions of hot [Em] chocolatey marshmallows, also [F#] sweet with sugar plums.
Oh [Bm] look, here
comes Marshall, he's on your street.
He's placing hot [Cm] smoldering charcoals beneath your
[F#] feet.
Now walk on them.
He's dancing with [Bm] carcasses cheek to cheek like a Thanksgiving
[Em] turkey, a holiday ham, [F#] cinnamon sprinkled on toast, [Bm] strawberry marmalade jam, flavor
my favorite graham [Em] crackers with champagne rams.
[F#] I guess a modern day Jack [Bm] the Ripper
is all that I am.
My music box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep, [F#] but I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep
calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to [F#] me.
My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music
box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] Playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean
the world to me.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music box.
I almost look [Em] comatose.
Who
wants to be sober [F#] gross?
I foam like a [Bm] Doberman mouth open.
I overdose.
Put coke up my nostrils
[Em] and blow my holes and I plug my [F#] nose.
My pupils [Bm] quadruple in size.
Eyes are so buggy, I know.
I put on my [Em] mother's makeup, get naked and run [F#] around.
Waving a gun around.
I think I'm
down [Bm] to a hundred pounds.
There's thunder.
I wonder [Cm] how come it rains when the sun [F#] is
out.
The devil's upset [B] with his wife.
They [Bm] must be slugging it out.
I must be [Em] bucking
the fuck out.
What the fuck [F#] about?
Voices are leading [Bm] me up to the attic.
I love my
house.
They pull and they tug my [Em] blouse.
The sound of a music [F#] box comes from inside a [Bm] toy
chest.
But what do I do?
It's locked.
I pick it and open [Em] it, but it's stuffed full of human
[F#] parts.
I dig till I find [Bm] it.
I wind it up and the tune starts.
It's playing a song.
[Em] So beautiful and the room [F#] is dark.
The moon is full.
I [Bm] smell a funeral.
Guess I'll loom in the car.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So take it or I come.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] I hear music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
So you're gonna rap [Em] into a world for me.
[F#] My music box.
You can hear my cry.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
I'm fixated on a [Em] fixie ain't even breaking this [F#] little chick's neck like a pixie stick.
The [Bm] sick Satan worshiping bitches get horse [Em] whippings.
I'm in the back through [F#] the back door.
Slipping through [Bm] the crack, leaving the court, stripping them more.
Jitching of [Em] love sent from above.
[F#] Coarse then treat them more when she [Bm] the more stingy I become.
Been doing this for more than [Em] a quarter century.
I'm just [F#] numbing my dreaming.
Is it real?
Someone pinch [Bm] me on the buns.
The time has come to [Em] tie her up.
That'll roll me the ladder.
[F#] I've had enough of the chatter.
[Bm] Climb up to the window.
Look at it.
They climb and slow to shatter [Em] her brain matter and batter [F#] her with a bat.
A matter [Bm] of fact that will splatter her.
But before I do that, [Cm] I'll have a chat to flatter [F#] her.
Give her two compliments back to back [Bm] like Tabitha.
I'm your secret [Em] admirer.
I'm back to ravish [F#] her.
So strong is your fight, [Bm] but you're no match for Dracula.
Prolonging her plight [Em] as I go back to stabbing [F#] her.
Dismember her limb.
[Bm] Simple as that.
Zoom in with the lens, [Em] then pan back.
The camera [F#] stand back.
Cause here comes [Bm] your man Jack.
So Pamela, put your lights on.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm meaning my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
I'm the world to float.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So don't you go on like hope.
[Bm] I've heard the answer.
Cause when the lights are off, [Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] Like a music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] My [F#] music box.
[Bm] My music box.
[Em] [F#]
Key:
F#
Bm
Em
Cm
B
F#
Bm
Em
_ _ [Em] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] Yeah, [F#] yeah.
_ [Bm] Yeah, girl.
_ [Em] Can you [F#] hear that?
_ [Bm] It's playing our song.
[C#] Are you sleepy?
_ [Bm] Take
a nap.
_ [Em] You're not [F#] afraid of the dark, are you?
[Bm] You hear the beat as it [Em] makes you not
want to go to sleep.
I knock [F#] on Dakota's door.
It's locked [Bm] so I go to creep.
Round the back
with [Em] binoculars not cause I want to [F#] pee, but because I'm hungry.
She [B] smells like tacos
[Bm] I want to eat.
Visions of hot [Em] chocolatey marshmallows, also [F#] sweet with sugar plums.
Oh [Bm] look, here
comes Marshall, he's on your street.
He's placing hot [Cm] smoldering charcoals beneath your
[F#] feet.
Now walk on them.
He's dancing with [Bm] carcasses cheek to cheek like a Thanksgiving
[Em] turkey, a holiday ham, [F#] cinnamon sprinkled on toast, [Bm] strawberry marmalade jam, flavor
my favorite graham [Em] crackers with champagne rams.
[F#] I guess a modern day Jack [Bm] the Ripper
is all that I am.
My music box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep, [F#] but I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep
calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to [F#] me.
My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music
box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] Playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean
the world to me.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music box.
I almost look [Em] comatose.
Who
wants to be sober [F#] gross?
I foam like a [Bm] Doberman mouth open.
I overdose.
Put coke up my nostrils
[Em] and blow my holes and I plug my [F#] nose.
My pupils [Bm] quadruple in size.
Eyes are so buggy, I know.
I put on my [Em] mother's makeup, get naked and run [F#] around.
Waving a gun around.
I think I'm
down [Bm] to a hundred pounds.
There's thunder.
I wonder [Cm] how come it rains when the sun [F#] is
out.
The devil's upset [B] with his wife.
They [Bm] must be slugging it out.
I must be [Em] bucking
the fuck out.
What the fuck [F#] about?
Voices are leading [Bm] me up to the attic.
I love my
house.
They pull and they tug my [Em] blouse.
The sound of a music [F#] box comes from inside a [Bm] toy
chest.
But what do I do?
It's locked.
I pick it and open [Em] it, but it's stuffed full of human
[F#] parts.
I dig till I find [Bm] it.
I wind it up and the tune starts.
It's playing a song.
[Em] So beautiful and the room [F#] is dark.
The moon is full.
I [Bm] smell a funeral.
Guess I'll loom in the car.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So take it or I come.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] I hear music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
So you're gonna rap [Em] into a world for me.
[F#] My music box.
You can hear my cry.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
I'm fixated on a [Em] fixie ain't even breaking this [F#] little chick's neck like a pixie stick.
The [Bm] sick Satan worshiping bitches get horse [Em] whippings.
I'm in the back through [F#] the back door.
Slipping through [Bm] the crack, leaving the court, stripping them more.
Jitching of [Em] love sent from above.
[F#] Coarse then treat them more when she [Bm] the more stingy I become.
Been doing this for more than [Em] a quarter century.
I'm just [F#] numbing my dreaming.
Is it real?
Someone pinch [Bm] me on the buns.
The time has come to [Em] tie her up.
That'll roll me the ladder.
[F#] I've had enough of the chatter.
[Bm] Climb up to the window.
Look at it.
They climb and slow to shatter [Em] her brain matter and batter [F#] her with a bat.
A matter [Bm] of fact that will splatter her.
But before I do that, [Cm] I'll have a chat to flatter [F#] her.
Give her two compliments back to back [Bm] like Tabitha.
I'm your secret [Em] admirer.
I'm back to ravish [F#] her.
So strong is your fight, [Bm] but you're no match for Dracula.
Prolonging her plight [Em] as I go back to stabbing [F#] her.
Dismember her limb.
[Bm] Simple as that.
Zoom in with the lens, [Em] then pan back.
The camera [F#] stand back.
Cause here comes [Bm] your man Jack.
So Pamela, put your lights on.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm meaning my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
I'm the world to float.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So don't you go on like hope.
[Bm] I've heard the answer.
Cause when the lights are off, [Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] Like a music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] My [F#] music box.
[Bm] My music box.
[Em] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] Yeah, [F#] yeah.
_ [Bm] Yeah, girl.
_ [Em] Can you [F#] hear that?
_ [Bm] It's playing our song.
[C#] Are you sleepy?
_ [Bm] Take
a nap.
_ [Em] You're not [F#] afraid of the dark, are you?
[Bm] You hear the beat as it [Em] makes you not
want to go to sleep.
I knock [F#] on Dakota's door.
It's locked [Bm] so I go to creep.
Round the back
with [Em] binoculars not cause I want to [F#] pee, but because I'm hungry.
She [B] smells like tacos
[Bm] I want to eat.
Visions of hot [Em] chocolatey marshmallows, also [F#] sweet with sugar plums.
Oh [Bm] look, here
comes Marshall, he's on your street.
He's placing hot [Cm] smoldering charcoals beneath your
[F#] feet.
Now walk on them.
He's dancing with [Bm] carcasses cheek to cheek like a Thanksgiving
[Em] turkey, a holiday ham, [F#] cinnamon sprinkled on toast, [Bm] strawberry marmalade jam, flavor
my favorite graham [Em] crackers with champagne rams.
[F#] I guess a modern day Jack [Bm] the Ripper
is all that I am.
My music box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep, [F#] but I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep
calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to [F#] me.
My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music
box.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] Playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean
the world to me.
[F#] My music box.
[Bm] My music box.
My music box.
I almost look [Em] comatose.
Who
wants to be sober [F#] gross?
I foam like a [Bm] Doberman mouth open.
I overdose.
Put coke up my nostrils
[Em] and blow my holes and I plug my [F#] nose.
My pupils [Bm] quadruple in size.
Eyes are so buggy, I know.
I put on my [Em] mother's makeup, get naked and run [F#] around.
Waving a gun around.
I think I'm
down [Bm] to a hundred pounds.
There's thunder.
I wonder [Cm] how come it rains when the sun [F#] is
out.
The devil's upset [B] with his wife.
They [Bm] must be slugging it out.
I must be [Em] bucking
the fuck out.
What the fuck [F#] about?
Voices are leading [Bm] me up to the attic.
I love my
house.
They pull and they tug my [Em] blouse.
The sound of a music [F#] box comes from inside a [Bm] toy
chest.
But what do I do?
It's locked.
I pick it and open [Em] it, but it's stuffed full of human
[F#] parts.
I dig till I find [Bm] it.
I wind it up and the tune starts.
It's playing a song.
[Em] So beautiful and the room [F#] is dark.
The moon is full.
I [Bm] smell a funeral.
Guess I'll loom in the car.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm using my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
My music box.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So take it or I come.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
My music box.
The lights are off.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] I hear music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
So you're gonna rap [Em] into a world for me.
[F#] My music box.
You can hear my cry.
[Bm] I feel and I'm sad.
I'm fixated on a [Em] fixie ain't even breaking this [F#] little chick's neck like a pixie stick.
The [Bm] sick Satan worshiping bitches get horse [Em] whippings.
I'm in the back through [F#] the back door.
Slipping through [Bm] the crack, leaving the court, stripping them more.
Jitching of [Em] love sent from above.
[F#] Coarse then treat them more when she [Bm] the more stingy I become.
Been doing this for more than [Em] a quarter century.
I'm just [F#] numbing my dreaming.
Is it real?
Someone pinch [Bm] me on the buns.
The time has come to [Em] tie her up.
That'll roll me the ladder.
[F#] I've had enough of the chatter.
[Bm] Climb up to the window.
Look at it.
They climb and slow to shatter [Em] her brain matter and batter [F#] her with a bat.
A matter [Bm] of fact that will splatter her.
But before I do that, [Cm] I'll have a chat to flatter [F#] her.
Give her two compliments back to back [Bm] like Tabitha.
I'm your secret [Em] admirer.
I'm back to ravish [F#] her.
So strong is your fight, [Bm] but you're no match for Dracula.
Prolonging her plight [Em] as I go back to stabbing [F#] her.
Dismember her limb.
[Bm] Simple as that.
Zoom in with the lens, [Em] then pan back.
The camera [F#] stand back.
Cause here comes [Bm] your man Jack.
So Pamela, put your lights on.
[Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] But I'm meaning my love.
[Bm] You keep calling me.
I'm the world to float.
[Em] You mean the world to me.
[F#] So don't you go on like hope.
[Bm] I've heard the answer.
Cause when the lights are off, [Em] I see the girls asleep.
[F#] Like a music box [Bm] playing a song for me.
My music box.
[Em] My [F#] music box.
[Bm] My music box.
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