Capo 3:
Its been eighteen months since i kissed you once
so just saying hi just isn't gonna fly
if you give me a clue, in a minute or two, then i might remember your name
and i hate to insist that i was really that pissed
but to tell the truth in my flush of youth
i would drown my sights so that faces and nights seemed the same
and a nervous shrug and an awkward hug wont get me out of this hole ive dug
so i slip my noose with a poor excuse and talk to someone, anyone else
i sit with my friends and i try to pretend that i never did that kinda
thing again, but im lying to myself
Suddenly well its as clear as clear can be.
im not quite the perfect man that i'd hoped i'd be.
and though i'd always tried 2 live an honest life
to tell the truth ive told my share of lies
i remember you ofcourse i do
but i dont recall how many times we've been through
this little game that always ends the same with you sad, and me far away
and every time i repeat the line that the faults not mine and i wasnt unkind
the worst part is, is ive got nothing else to say
Suddenly well its as clear as clear can be.
im not quite the perfect man that i'd hoped i'd be.
and though i'd always tried 2 live an honest life
to tell the truth ive told my share of lies
and all the pretty little pictures of faith and firm devotion, that i
painted as a child. well theyve all fallen by the wayside
along with all my puppy fat, and my days have taught me this
that everyday i spend pretending that i always choose the right path
its the days that i choose the wrong oh yea my wisdom teeth have been
giving me grief they woke me up 2 find, im exactly the kind of guy i'd said
that i'd rather be dead than to be in the days back when i got laid yea
Suddenly well its as clear as clear can be.
im not quite the perfect man that i'd hoped i'd be.
and though i'd always tried 2 live an honest life
to tell the truth ive told my share of lies