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