Capo 2nd fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Middle 8

"And all the pretty little pictures...")has its own pattern. Its a very simple song.

EDIT: I don't know the names of what I've labelled as #1, #2 and #3. The chord shapes

100% right, but rather than leave the names incorrect, I've decided to change them. If

knows the names, tell me and I'll update this again.

Chords:

Lyrics:

It's been 18 months since I kissed you once

So just saying 'hi' just isn't gonna fly

But give me a clue, and in a minute or two

Then I might remember your name

And I hate to insist that I was really that pissed

But to tell the truth, in my flush of youth

I would drown my sights so that faces and nights

Seemed the same

And a nervous shrug and an awkward hug

Won’t get me out of the hole I’ve dug,

So I slip the noose with a poor excuse

And talk to someone, anyone else.

And I sit with my friends and I try to pretend

That I never did that sort of thing again,

But I’m lying

to myself.

#2

And suddenly, well it’s as clear as clear could be:

I’m not quite the perfect man that I hoped I’d be.

#2

And though I always tried to live an honest life,

To tell my truth I’ve told my share of lies.

I remember you, of course I do,

But I don’t recall how many times we’ve been through

This little game, that always ends the same,

With you sad and me far away.

And every time I repeat the line

That the fault’s not mine and I wasn’t unkind.

But the worst part is that I’ve got nothing else

to say.

And suddenly it’s as clear as clear could be:

I’m not quite the perfect man that I hoped I’d be.

And though I always tried to live an honest life,

To tell my truth I’ve told my share of lies.

#3

And all the pretty little pictures of faith and firm devotion

That I painted as a child,

#3

Well they have fallen by the wayside, along with all my puppy-fat,

But my days have taught me this:

#3

That every day I spend pretending that I always choose the right path

Is a day that I choose the wrong.

Oh yes my wisdom teeth have been giving me grief –

They woke me up to find that I’m exactly the kind of

Guy I said that I’d rather be dead than be

In the days before I got laid.

And suddenly it’s as clear as clear could be:

I’m not quite the perfect man that I hoped I’d be.

And I always tried to live an honest life,

To tell my truth I’ve told my share of lies.