Chords for bright eyes-waste of paint lyrics

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[C] I have [A] a friend, he's [C] mostly made of [F] pain
[C] And he wakes up, tries [A] to work, and straight back [C] home again
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[C] He once [A] cut one of my nightmares [C] out of paper
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[C] Oh, I thought it was beautiful, I put it on a record cover _ _
[G] And I tried to tell him that he had a sense
Of [G] color and composition so [C] magnificent
And he said, [A] thank you, please, but your flattery
Is truly not becoming me, your eyes are poor
Your blinds are seen, no beauty cut out
Come from me, [C] I'm a waste
_ _ Of breath, _ of [F] space, _ [C] of time
[F] _ _ [C] I [F] knew a woman, she was [C] dignified and [A] true
[C] And her love for [F] a man was one of her [C] many [F] virtues
_ [C] Until one day she found out that he had [F] lied
[Am] And she decided the [F] rest of her life from that [C] point on would be a [F] lie
[G] But she was grateful for [C] everything that had happened
_ [G] And she was anxious, brother, [C] what will come next?
But [A] then she left, what did you expect?
In that big old house with the car she kept
And such is life, she often [E] said
With one day leading [G] to the next
You [A] get a little closer to your death
Which was fine with her, she never got upset
And with all the days she may have left
She would never clean another mess
Or fold his shirts or look her best
She [C] was free [F] to [C] _
waste _ away _ _ alone
[A] _ _ _ [F] Last night my brother, he got drunk and drove
[C] And this cop, he [F] pulled him off to [C] the side of the [A] road
And [C] he said, officer, [F] officer, you got [C] the wrong [F] man
No, [C] no, I'm a student of [F] medicine, a son of a [C] banker, you don't [F] understand
_ [G] The cop said, no one got hurt, you [C] should be thankful
_ _ [G] And your carelessness, it is [C] something awful
[A] And no, I can't just let you go
And though your father's name is known
Your decisions now are yours alone
And you're nothing but a [G] stepping stone
On a [C] path to [F] _ _ [C] debt, [F] _ [C] to loss, [F] _ [C] to shame
[F] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] The last few months I've been living with this couple
[F] Yeah, [C] you know the [A] kind who buy everything [C] in [A] doubles
_ [C] Oh, they fit [F] together like [C] a puz
[F] _ And I love their love and I'm [C] thankful
_ [F] _ _ [G] Someone actually received the [C] prize that was promised
_ _ [G] By all those fairy tales [C] that drugged us
And [A] they still do me, I'm sick, lonely, no laurel tree
Just green envy, will my number come up eventually
Like love's some kind of lottery
Where you scratch and see what's underneath
[G] _ It's sorry, _ just want [F] cherry
I'll play again, [C] if you're lucky
[A] So [C] _ _ [F] _ _ [C] I've been [B] hanging out down by [C] the train's [F] depot
_ [C] No, I don't [A] ride, I just sit and [C] watch the people [F] there
_ [C] And they [A] remind me of wind-up [C] cars in [F] motion
[C] The way they spin and [F] turn and jockey for [C] positions
[F] _ _ [G] And I want to scream out that it [C] all is nonsense
[G] Oh, your life's one track, can't you see [C] it's pointless
_ [A] Just then my knees give under me
My head feels weak and suddenly it's clear to see
It's not them but me who's lost my self-identity
As I hide behind these books I read
While scribbling my poetry
Like art could save a wretch like me
Or some ideal ideology _
That no one [G] could hope to achieve
And I'm never real, [F] it's just a sketch [A] of me
And everything I've [G] made is trite [G] and cheap
[C] And a waste [A] of [C] paint, _ [F] _ tape
So _
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_ _ _ _ [C] now I park my car down by the cathedral
[F] Where [C] the [A] floodlights point up at [C] the [F] steeples
_ [C] Where I [F] practice filling up [C] with people
[F] _ _ [C] Hear the sound escaping as an echo
[F] _ _ [C] Sloping off the ceiling at an angle
[F] _ _ And when the [A] voices blend they sound [C] like game
[F] _ _ [C] I hope [G] there's some room still [C] in the middle
[F] But [G] when I lift my voice up now [C] to reach them
There [G] ain't just a highway [C] up in heaven
_ [A] And so I hold my tongue, forget the song
Tie my shoes, start walking off
And try to just keep moving on
With my broken heart and my absent God
And I have no [G] faith, but it's all I want
To be loved [A] _ and believe
In my soul, [C] in my _ soul
In [F] my soul, _ [C] in my [F] soul _ _
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