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intro:G G G D F#m G D F#m Well she's kind of like an artist G D Sittin' on the floor G D Never finishes, she abandons G D Never shows a soul D F#m And she's kind of like a movie G D Everyone rushes to see G D And no one understands it G D Sittin' in their seats F#m G She opens her mouth to speak and F#m Bm What comes out's a mystery G F#m Thought about, an' I've understood G D F#m G She's achin' to be 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 D F#m And she's kind of like a poet G D Who finds it hard to speak G D Poems come so slowly G D Like the colors down a sheet (Chorus) A G I've been achin' for a while now, friend A G D F G D I've been achin' hard for years (break use verse chords 1X) D F#m Well she's kind of like an artist G D Who uses paints no more G D And never show what you're doing G D Never show a soul F#m G Yeah 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 F#m G She closes her mouth to speak and F#m Bm Closes her eyes to see G F#m Thought about an' only love and G D F#m G She's achin' to be G D F#m G Just like me
Written by Paul Westerberg
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