Wisdom Teeth

Am          Cmaj7       #1         
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   G
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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
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to myself.

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

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

             G                     
And though I always tried to live 
               #2
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       
And all the pretty little pictures 
    D              C
of faith and firm devotion


That I painted as a child,

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


But my days have taught me this:

B7                         #3    
That every day I spend pretending 
        D                  C
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             
To tell my truth I’ve told my share
    #2
 of lies.