Something Pretty

G          D
Here I am, where I've been
              Em                C
I've walked a hundered miles in tobacco skin
       C           D        Em    E7
And my clothes are worn and gritty
    C      D  Em
And I know ugliness
    G       D         G
Now show me something pretty

        G                  D
I was a dumb punk kid with nothing to lose
    Em                  C
And too much weight for walking shoes
             C         D     Em     E7
I could have died from being boring
C      D   Em
As for loneliness
    G         D     G
She greets me every morning


[CHORUS]
       G          D
At the most I'm a glare
        Em                 C
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
        Em               C
I'm the open sign that's always busted
        G                    D     
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted

       G          D
At the most I'm a glare
        Em                 C
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
        Em               C
I'm the open sign that's always busted
        G                    D                F
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted


G          D
Here I am, where I've been
              Em                C
I've walked a hundered miles in tobacco skin
       C           D        Em     E7
And my clothes are worn and gritty
    C      D  Em
And I know ugliness
    G       D         G
Now show me something pretty

[CHORUS]
       G          D
At the most I'm a glare
        Em                 C
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
        Em               C
I'm the open sign that's always busted
        G                    D     
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted

       G          D
At the most I'm a glare
        Em                 C
I'm the hopeless son who's hardly there
        Em               C
I'm the open sign that's always busted
        G                    D                F
I'm the friend you need, but can't be trusted