Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

x2)

And I'd write you a letter

 To explain all my actions

 But I'd only take it too far again,

And you'll consign me to that shoebox

 Underneath the place where you hang your coats,

 On a par with train tickets and badges.

Well maybe that's justice,

 On a par with train tickets and badges,

I'll be at home with objects

That can pierce your heart and

Take you far away.

Paint me with loyal marks,

At least ignore me with feeling.

 Good arms. Painter.

(x2)

And the style of her dress

 Is no longer screaming A line,

 Simply saying that the rest

Of the alphabet

Had gone away

 To spell other words and phrases that day

So there was no "U" to be found.

Only memories of "x"'s.

Only memories of "x"'s.

Paint me with loyal marks,

At least ignore me with feeling.

 Good arms. Painter.

(x2)

This time I'm not just thinking out loud.

This time I'm not just thinking out loud.

This time I'm not just thinking out loud.

This time I'm not just thinking out loud.