| D | A | |
| W | hy do you always seem to critic | ize me |
| D | |
| Seems like everything I do just turns out w | rong |
| G | |
| Why dont you come on out and d | espise me |
| A | D | |
| So I could p | ack my bag and baby Id b | e gone |
| D | A | |
| R | emember when you used to c | all me honey |
| D | |
| Id turn around and call you honey t | oo |
| G | |
| You might think its a joke, but it a | int funny |
| A | D | |
| To h | urt someone whos so in love w | ith you |
| Chorus: |
| D | A | |
| A | clown puts his makeup on u | pside down |
| D | |
| So he wears a smile even when h | e wears a frown |
| G | |
| You might think Im here when yo | u put me down |
| A | D | |
| But a | ctually Im on the other si | de of town. |
| My bodys in this room with you just catchin hell |
| While my soul is drinking beer down the road a spell |
| You might think Im listening to your grocery list |
| But Im leaning on the jukebox and Im about halfway there |
| CHORUS |
| Im sittin on a chair just behind my ear |
| Playing dominoes and drinking some ice cold beer |
| When you get done talking Ill come back downstairs |
| And assume the body of the person you presume who cares |
| Chorus |
| D | A | D | |
| Im A | cross the river on the other | side of town |
| A | D | |
| In my mind Im on the other | side of town |
| /song | |