Tell It How It Is

	  		
Intro E  G#7  C#m  E 

Verse 1:
E 
If you're trying to get in his head 
Then you're just wasting your breath 
                           G#7 
'Cause he might as well be dead 
           C#m                        
There just ain't no getting through 
                                E 
If that's what you're trying to do 

Verse 2:
E 
And to those who don't know him yet 
He don't care if you ever do 
                  G#7 
He is faithful to himself 
       C#m  
And it can hurt to hear the truth 
                                 E 
But he just ain't concerned with you 

          C#m                           E 
They were mean, said they were silly dreams 
                               C#m   
So he had to leave, no time to grieve 
Had to set out and find 
                               E 
Something better than what he left behind 
Something he knew was worth 
           C#m          E 
All of his pain and hurt 


( E  G#7  C#m  E ) 

Verse 3:
E                
He gets down on his own self 
More than anybody else can 
                       G#7 
And it's easy to understand 
           C#m  
But it can hurt to hear the truth 
                                 E 
But he just ain't concerned with you 

       C#m                      E 
'Cause spirits have their own minds 
                                          C#m  
They can't be confined to fit between the lines 
                       E 
Spirits have their own minds 
                                        C#m  
They can't be confined, they draw their own lies 


Bridge:
     A                 E 
It's alright tell 'em how it is 
     C#                           E                     
Even though it don't make you popular 
  A                 E 
Sometimes you gotta be a dick 
          C#           E 
You don't have to roll over 

( E  G#7  C#m  E ) 

Verse 4:
E 
So to those who don't know him yet 
        E 
He don't care if you ever do 
                     G#7 
He is faithful to himself 
           C#m  
And it can hurt to hear the truth 
                                 E 
But he just ain't concerned with you 

          C#m                           E 
They were mean, said they were silly dreams 
                               C#m   
So he had to leave, no time to grieve 
Had to set out and find 
                               E 
Something better than what he left behind 
Something he knew was worth 
           C#m                      
All of his pain and hurt 

C#m                     E 
spirits have their own minds 
                                          C#m  
They can't be confined, they draw their own lines 

                       
Bridge:
     A                 E 
It's alright tell 'em how it is 
     C#                           E                     
Even though it don't make you popular 
  A                 E 
Sometimes you gotta be a dick 
          C#           E 
You don't have to roll over