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Maybe True Stories

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D         A          G   /   D    
I've been trying to quantify 
D          A                  G 
All of the wrong that one can pack into a lie 
D             A             G          D 
And I've been trying to put on a scale 
D        A                                    G 
Just how bad all of that wrong should make me feel 


          Bm                           A 
'Cos they told me once when I was young 
     G            D 
That liars are as liars do 
           A               D 
And if you do, it's off to Hell with you 
G                  D 
No smiling, kid, I speak the truth 
           Bm                                  A 
But I've a sneaking feeling they were liars too 
   G                                    D 
So logically, then, we're all hypocrites 
                    Bm                A                       D 
But does it make it better or make it worse to be aware of it? 


D                A                  G       D 
I'm convincing myself that it's all relative 
                D                A                 G 
And if there's a God, when He forgives, I think He must consider it 
          D           A             G           D 
I've been noticing confusion in the laws he made 
     D            A                  G  
The nature of the truth and where it bends and where it breaks 


            Bm                      A 
And where I twisted it to my benefit 
          G                  D 
When this man said he was in love with me 
      A                   D 
And I thought that he was dumb to be 
     G                D 
So I pretended that I was asleep 
          Bm                                 A 
Called it free will what he willed to believe 
       G                                  D 
And it ended, so I guess it's just as well 
                   G             A                 D 
But that's why sometimes I think I might go to Hell 


(during the bridge, just play:) G - D - G - D - Bm - A  (2x) 


      Bm                                     A 
And I worry too, how I never mentioned to you 
      G                    D 
How I drove your car while you were gone 
  A                     D 
A mile with the parking brake still on 
        D                D 
'Cos it seems to me, you wait too long 
    Bm                                       A      
You may as well have not meant well all along 
       G                                          D 
So I'm hoping hard if it's the thought that counts 
               G            A                      D - D7 
That you don't ever have to know what I think about 

G                                                       D 
And that every soul can always fit thought Heaven's door 
         Bm                  A                        D 
With the weight of things it never told anyone before.  

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