D               F#m
Well she's kind of like an artist,
G              D
Sittin' on the floor.
    G               D
She never finishes, she abandons,
G             D
Never shows a soul.

Verse 2:
          D              F#m
And she's kind of like a movie,
     G                  D
That everyone rushes to see.
    G           D
And no one understands it,
G                D
Sittin' in their seats.

Chorus:
  
  F#m                G
She opens her mouth to speak and
     F#m              Bm
What comes out's a mystery,
      F#m                     G
She's thought about, an' I've understood,
      D             
She's achin' to be


D F#m G x 2


Verse3:
         D               F#m
Well she dances alone in nightclubs,
 G                     D
Every other day of the week.
G                 D
People look right through her,
G                    D
Baby doll check your cheek.

Verse 4:
          D              F#m
And she's kind of like a poet,
    G                D
Who finds it hard to speak.
    G              D
The colors come so slowly,
         G             D
Like the colors down a sheet. 

Chorus

Bridge:
A                      G
I've been achin' for a while now, friend,
A                         G 
I've been achin' hard for years.

D F#m G 
D F#m G 
 
Verse5:
           D               F#m
Well she's kind of like an artist,
    G              D
Who uses paints no more.
    G           D
She never shows what she's doing,
    G             D
She never shows a soul.

Chorus2:
  F#m             G
I saw one of your pictures,
          F#m                  Bm
There was nothin' that I could see,
   G                F#m
If no one's on your canvas, 
          G               D
Well, I'm achin'... to be

Chorus3:
    
     F#m                 G
She closes her mouth to speak and
    F#m                Bm
She closes her eyes to see,
      G                 F#m
She's thought about an' only love and
      G               D    F#m  G
She's achin'... to be
          D   F#m  G   D 

Just like me.