Capo 3: Its been eighteen months since i kissed you once so just saying hi just isn't gonna fly if you give me a clue, in a minute or two, then i might remember your name and i hate to insist that i was really that pissed but to tell the truth in my flush of youth i would drown my sights so that faces and nights seemed the same and a nervous shrug and an awkward hug wont get me out of this hole ive dug so i slip my noose with a poor excuse and talk to someone, anyone else i sit with my friends and i try to pretend that i never did that kinda thing again, but im lying to myself Suddenly well its as clear as clear can be. im not quite the perfect man that i'd hoped i'd be. and though i'd always tried 2 live an honest life to tell the truth ive told my share of lies i remember you ofcourse i do but i dont recall how many times we've been through this little game that always ends the same with you sad, and me far away and every time i repeat the line that the faults not mine and i wasnt unkind the worst part is, is ive got nothing else to say Suddenly well its as clear as clear can be. im not quite the perfect man that i'd hoped i'd be. and though i'd always tried 2 live an honest life to tell the truth ive told my share of lies and all the pretty little pictures of faith and firm devotion, that i painted as a child. well theyve all fallen by the wayside along with all my puppy fat, and my days have taught me this that everyday i spend pretending that i always choose the right path its the days that i choose the wrong oh yea my wisdom teeth have been giving me grief they woke me up 2 find, im exactly the kind of guy i'd said that i'd rather be dead than to be in the days back when i got laid yea Suddenly well its as clear as clear can be. im not quite the perfect man that i'd hoped i'd be. and though i'd always tried 2 live an honest life to tell the truth ive told my share of lies