Mr Pitiful Chords

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Hi folks,


this certainly isn't a 100% correct but it's something to start from and sounds
ok so far. Hope you enjoy it!

Matt Costa - Mr. Pitiful

Intro: C/G G

Verse: C/G Fmaj Am G


C/G
Oh Mr. Pit--oh Mr. Pit--
		 Fmaj	 Am
Mr. Pitiful, who let you down?
			      G
Who let you down, who let you down?
C/G
You still don't believe, you don't believe
                            Fmaj       Am
You don't believe, and your grievances show
                      G 
When your soap box unfolds


C/G		 Am
But please, come down
F	  G                  C/G
From that cloud your sitting on
   Am    F             G
I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong
			   Am	Fmaj
Just wanna know how you've been
          C/G          G		    Am
And don't make me feel bad that we're still friends
Fmaj       C/G     G
Mulling it over in my bed
  Am        Fmaj    C/G           G 
I hope that you see through your picket
  Am        Fmaj    C/G           G                        Am   G
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
 F#m F (3-2-1) Am
To make amends
F#m F (3-2-1) Am
And still be friends
F#m F (3-2-1) Am    G
Still be my friend

So where did you go, where did you go?
Where did you go, while I was out?
While I was out, while I was out?

Well, I don't believe, I don't believe
I don't believe everything I see
And if you don't like the movie, then quit acting

But please, come down
From that cloud your sitting on
I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong
Just wanna know how you've been
And don't make me feel bad that we're still friends
Mulling it over in my bed
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence

To make amends
And still be friends
Still be friends
Still be my friend
Still be my friend
Still be my friend  

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