This is the (Dmaj7)clock up on the wall.

This is the sto ry of us all.

This is the (Bm7)first sound of a new born child be (Gmaj7)fore he starts to crawl.

This is the (Dmaj7)war that’s nev er won.

This is a sol dier and his gun.

This is the (Bm7)moth er wait ing by the phone, (Gmaj7)pray ing for her son.

tures of you,

pic tures of me hung up on your wall for the world to see.

Pic tures of you,

pic tures of me re mind us all of what we used to be,

whoa.

There is a (Dmaj7)drug that cures it all blocked by the gov ern men tal wall.

We are the (Bm7)sci en tists in side the lab just wait ing for the call.

This (Dmaj7)earth quake weath er has got me shak ing in side.

I’m high up and dry.

Pic tures of you,

pic tures of me hung up on your wall for the world to see.

Pic tures of you,

pic tures of me

re mind us all of what we used to be.

Con (Em)fess

to me

(A)ev ’ry se cret mo ment, ev ’ry stol en prom ise you be lieved.

Con (Em)fess

to me

(A)all that lies be tween us, all that lies be tween you and (A)me.

We are the (Dmaj7)box ers in the ring.

We are the bells that nev er sing.

There is a (Bm7)ti tle we can’t win no mat ter (Gmaj7)how hard we might swing.

tures of you,

pic tures of me hung up on your wall for the world to see.

Pic tures of you,

pic tures of me

re mind us all of what we could have been.

Pic tures of you

pic tures of me hung up on your wall for the world to see.

Pic tures of you,

pic tures of me

re mind us all of what we could have been.

Pic tures of you

We could have been.

We could have been.

We could have been.

Pic tures of you,

pic tures of me

re mind us all of what we could have been.

We could have been.