Honest chords by Tyson Motsenbocker

Bb   Dm   Eb   F    Gm    C
e|-----------------------------------------|
B|----6----3----4----1----3----1-------8---|
G|----7----2----3----2----3----0--or---9---|
D|----8----0----5----3----5----2-------10--|
A|----8----x----6----3----5----3-------10--|
E|----6----x----x----1----3----x-------8---|

Intro:
Bb Dm Eb
Bb Dm Eb

Verse 1:
Bb          Dm              Eb
   Said I'd walk to San Francisco
Bb       Dm              Eb
   After everything was done
Bb             Dm               F
   Thought the noise and moving busy
        Gm        Bb                      C
Kept my mind from really knowing what was gone

Verse 2:
Bb        Dm             Eb
   When I finally saw it closing
Bb           Dm               Eb
   All those miles across the bay
Bb        Dm           F
   I was only standing closer to
       Gm             Bb             C
   The man I hoped to lose along the way

Chorus:
       F         Bb
But If I'm being honest
       F         Bb
But If I'm being honest
F         Bb
  I would tell him that
       Gm            Am
It's a picture book
      Bm
It's a  hospital gown
        F
It's an aspen tree in the summer breeze
    C
She saw, as waving hands
       Gm             Am
It's a watching chair
     Bm
And a   holy company
       F
Like a sailing ship

Hard rot in it
          C           Bb             F
That will never again float upon the sea

Verse 3:
Bb        Dm                   Eb
   Well I found that there's a humor
Bb       Dm               Eb
   In an old and fond goodbye
Bb    Dm           F             Gm
   As if the early passing was a door
                  Bb                  C
   That she could look through with a smile

Chorus:
      F         Bb
So If I'm being honest
F              Bb
  If I'm being honest
F         Bb
  I would tell her
       Gm
It's a pair of jeans
      Bm
It's a  rude awakening
       F                                   C
It's a fine life lived in the privilege of standing there in the afterlight
       Gm          Am
It's a photograph
Bb
  Folded in my wallet
     F
To remind myself that what she left
   C            Bb          F