Bigger Picture

Capo None

A x02220
F#/B x24322
C#m x46654
F#/A x04322
D xx0232
F#7 242322
F#m 244222
G#/E 031110
Bm x24432
E 022100

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[INTRO]
A    F#/B
.........

[Verse 1]
A
Waiting up, your face is red
     C#m                             F#/A
I'm drunk again and home at way past ten
  A         
"Your numbers on the wall" you said
      C#m                                 F#m                                
That they meant something different in my head

[Pre-Chorus]
 D 
And I would shout 'cause I believed
     F#7    
That you were way too hard on me
F#m
You would never give permission
D                              A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m         
Papa, you would have been different
     D                                A   G#/E F#m
But you were doing more than nine-to-five.........

[Chorus]
                      Bm
You get older and it hits ya
                  E
Seventeen, I was bitch to ya
                         F#m
But now I see the bigger picture (Picture, picture)

[Verse 2]
A
Packed a bag late one night
C#m                              F#m
Walked out tall with water in my eyes (Uh-uh)
A
Called a cab and took a ride
C#m                              F#m
Came back smaller, swallowing my pride (Uh-uh)

[Pre-Chorus]
D
And I would shout 'cause I believed
     F#7
That you were a missing part of me
F#m
You would never give permission
D                             A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m
Papa, you would have been different
     D                                A  G#/E F#m
But you were doing more than nine-to-five.........

[Chorus]
                     Bm
You get older and it hits ya
                  E
Seventeen, I was bitch to ya
                         F#m
But now I see the bigger picture (Picture, picture)

[Bridge]
 D                             F#m 
 ..I thought life was made for me
 D                             F#m
 ..A hundred things I couldn't see
 D                   F#7
...Thought I was cool and you were mean
    F#m    E   D
But I was so naive

[Pre-Chorus]
       F#m
'Cause you would never give permission
D                             A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m
Papa, would have been so different
 D                                A
You were doing more than nine-to-five
F#m
You would never give permission
D                              A
I was sitting in the kitchen, crying
F#m 
Papa, you would have been different
    D                                 A   G#/E F#m
But you were doing more than nine-to-five..........

[Chorus]
                      Bm
You get older and it hits ya
                  E
Seventeen, I was bitch to ya
                          A
But now I see the bigger picture

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