Maybe True Stories

[D]

[D]I've been [A]trying to q[G]uantify [D]
[D]All of the [A]wrong that one can [G]pack into a lie
[D]And I've been [A]trying to put [G]on a scale [D]
[D]Just how [A]bad all of that wrong should make me [G]feel

'Cos they [Bm]told me once when I was young[A]
That [G]liars are as [D]liars do
And if you [A]do, it's off to [D]Hell with you
[G]No smiling, kid, I [D]speak the truth
But I've a [Bm]sneaking feeling they were liars too[A]
So [G]logically, then, we're all hypocrites[D]
But does it make it [Bm]better or make it [A]worse to be aware of it?[D]

[D]I'm convincing my[A]self that it's all [G]relative[D]
And if there's a[D] God, when He for[A]gives, I think He [G]must consider it
I've been [D]noticing con[A]fusion in the [G]laws he made[D]
The n[D]ature of the [A]truth and where it [G]bends and where it breaks

And where I [Bm]twisted it to my benefit[A]
When this [G]man said he was in [D]love with me
And I [A]thought that he was [D]dumb to be
So I [G]pretended that I [D]was asleep
Called it [Bm]free will what he willed to believe[A]
And it [G]ended, so I guess it's just as well[D]
But that's why some[G]times I think [A]I might go to Hell[D]

                                [G]   [D]   [G]   [D]   [Bm]   [A]

And I [Bm]worry too, how I never mentioned to you[A]
How I [G]drove your car while [D]you were gone
A [A]mile with the parking [D]brake still on
'Cos it [D]seems to me, you [D]wait too long
You [Bm]may as well have not meant well all along[A]
So I'm [G]hoping hard if it's the thought that counts[D]
That you don't [G]ever have to [A]know what I think about[D]    [D7]

[G]And that every soul can always fit thought Heaven's door[D]
With the [Bm]weight of things it [A]never told anyone before.[D]