Song Written by MICHAEL TARTAGLIA
TITLE: BITTERLY BETTER

This is a mod-rock song with a Brit-Scot feel.  It's fairly quick,
limited only by the maximum speed the vocalist, guitar player, and
drummer can go.  Notes: The verses are casual pace, chourus is double
time, strummed as fast as possible.  Also, the final 4 chords are 1/2
count each. "b" = flat; "#" = sharp;
"/\/\/\/\/" = hold or shake for four counts.
 riff1 (E, A, D strings not used)
  e|-0------------
  B|---1----------
  G|-----0--------

A	x02220
B	x24442 (or 224442)
C	032010
C#	446664
Emaj	022100
Eb+	001000
E7	020100
F#7	xx4320
Fmaj7	xx3210 (or x03210)
G	320003
Gsus	320010



Intro: C   Emaj   Fmaj7   C-riff1  Gsus

C				 E        Fmaj7
Speeding out the driveway to get there in time.
C                                 E         Fmaj7
Realizing you are late 'cos it is half-past nine.
C				E     Fmaj7
Your boss fires you but you say you resign.
C                                           E  C   Eb+  Fmaj7
You will not realize it now but your life's on the in...cline.


C				      E       Fmaj7
On the corner of your mouth, I note a crooked smile.
C				     E Fmaj7
Enjoy this in a while you will be in denial.
C				  E       Fmaj7
You saw your girl was with me and all the while,
C				     E     C  Eb+ Fmaj7
Some panic strikes you heart doing a three minute mile.



(bridge)
	A			      B
	Your mind's a merry mess of untidiness.
	C				      G
	It should be near nearly neat I gotta vex.
	A				   B
	Ponder your life's postures you're gonna possess.
	      C		      G		       A	      B
	And I guess; like the rest; you're the best; I should stress;



(chorus)
	C#
	Give it a rest!
	C				  E       D
	Well I guessed your life would be totally messed.
	C				           E	     D
	False hopes and dreams in the end won't be part of a test.
	C			      E			 D
	Though you got problems lying in your mind's nest.
	C				     E     C    Eb+ Fmaj7 /\/\/\/\/
	You can't buy luck or life 'cos you 'ready have the best!


C                    			      E     Fmaj7
You lost your favorite girl and job, surely I don't jest.
C                                 	 E      Fmaj7
To put it most politely your career just valued less.
C                                 	    E        Fmaj7
The drive for Formula One certainly was not like the rest.
C                                 	E       Fmaj7 /\/\/\/\/
At least you're in the paddock as their special guest.



(bridge --> chorus, then chorus --> bridge)


End: F#7   Fmaj7   E7   Eb+

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