DF#m
Well she's kind of like an artist,
GD
Sittin' on the floor.
GD
She never finishes, she abandons,
GD
Never shows a soul.
Verse 2:
DF#m
And she's kind of like a movie,
GD
That everyone rushes to see.
GD
And no one understands it,
GD
Sittin' in their seats.
Chorus:
F#mG
She opens her mouth to speak and
F#mBm
What comes out's a mystery,
F#mG
She's thought about, an' I've understood,
D
She's achin' to be
D F#m G x 2
Verse3:
DF#m
Well she dances alone in nightclubs,
GD
Every other day of the week.
GD
People look right through her,
GD
Baby doll check your cheek.
Verse 4:
DF#m
And she's kind of like a poet,
GD
Who finds it hard to speak.
GD
The colors come so slowly,
GD
Like the colors down a sheet.
Chorus
Bridge:
AG
I've been achin' for a while now, friend,
AG
I've been achin' hard for years.
DF#mGDF#mG
Verse5:
DF#m
Well she's kind of like an artist,
GD
Who uses paints no more.
GD
She never shows what she's doing,
GD
She never shows a soul.
Chorus2:
F#mG
I saw one of your pictures,
F#mBm
There was nothin' that I could see,
GF#m
If no one's on your canvas,
GD
Well, I'm achin'... to be
Chorus3:
F#mG
She closes her mouth to speak and
F#mBm
She closes her eyes to see,
GF#m
She's thought about an' only love and
GDF#mG
She's achin'... to be
DF#mGD
Just like me.