Am          Cmaj7       #1          G
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B|--1--| B|--0--|    B|--3--|    B|--3--|
G|--2--| G|--0--|    G|--0--|    G|--0--|
D|--2--| D|--2--|    D|--0--|    D|--0--|
A|--0--| A|--3--|    A|--2--|    A|--2--|
E|-----| E|-----|    E|-----|    E|--3--|

C           #2          #3          B7          D
E|--0--| e|--3--|    e|--3--|    e|--2--|    e|--2--|
B|--1--| B|--3--|    B|--3--|    B|--0--|    B|--3--|
G|--0--| G|--0--|    G|--0--|    G|--2--|    G|--2--|
D|--2--| D|--2--|    D|--2--|    D|--1--|    D|--0--|
A|--3--| A|--3--|    A|--2--|    A|--2--|    A|--0--|
E|-----| E|-----|    E|--0--|    E|-----|    E|-----|


Lyrics:

          Am
It's been 18 months since I kissed you once

    Cmaj7
So just saying 'hi' just isn't gonna fly

     #1
But give me a clue, and in a minute or two

       #2
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.

    G                                               #2
And suddenly, well it’s as clear as clear could be:

        #3                                      #2
I’m not quite the perfect man that I hoped I’d be.

             G                                    #2
And though I always tried to live an honest life,

   #3                                   #2
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.


B7                        #3           D              C
And all the pretty little pictures of faith and firm devotion


That I painted as a child,

B7                            #3       D                C
Well they have fallen by the wayside, along with all my puppy-fat,


But my days have taught me this:

B7                         #3            D                  C
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,

#3                   D                 #2
To tell my truth I’ve told my share of lies.