Intro: G

G                D
I painted your house
Em        G       C
To pretty up the town
    G
And I-
                 D
Know what it's like
 Em          G                C
When we're caught between a crowd

Em     Bm         G
I know you feel alone
Em          G        C
Perhaps its time we grow
Em      Bm       G
Get out on your own
Em       G         C
To build a better home?

G                   D
Run, head for the hills
Em         G        C
And bundle up the kids
G                  D
We're planning a plot
Em          G         C
And praying that our luck
G
Gets better

Em         Bm       G
I'm piling up my plates
Em          G       C
Counting what I've ate
Em       Bm             G
Cuz I've got places to go
Em          C          G
And I need to fit my clothes

G                   D
I'm grabbing at straws
Em            G      C
And bringing you along.
G                     D
Time can't tell its tale
Em           G        C
And I, only half as well

Em         Bm        G
As long as I'm this far
Em            G         C
My face won't play the part
Em         Bm      G
Or fit in to the mold
Em          G         C
To do what I've been told

G                D
I painted your house
Em        G       C
To pretty up the town
G            D
I try to be good
Em        G       C
But all I do is wrong

Em         Bm     G
I know you feel alone
Em           G       C
Perhaps its time we grow
Em          Bm       G
And get out on your own
Em        G      C
Build a better Rome(?)
D
I've been on the road
C
trying to make a start
D
and all my pretty things
C
they just fall apart
D
but now I'm coming home
C
And bringing my guitar
D
I'm..... (?)
C
It's nothing that I want