Maybe True Stories

Intro: D 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.