Aint Nothing Pretty Lyrics & Chords By Matt Minglewood

I'm sick and tired of listening to you whine about your woes
Shopping on 5th Avenue when you say ain't got no clothes
Sipping on your lattes bitching about your dues
You paint a pretty picture of the blues

A friend of mines been moaning since she left him high and dry
When he's had about a dozen women out there on the sly
Get up off that bar stool boy put on your walking shoes
You paint a pretty picture of the blues

Chorus
Born under a bad sign down on the killin' floor
Hard luck and misery, it's all these things and more
So paint your pretty pictures people, I've got news for you
There ain't nothing pretty about the blues

Tear drops on her pillow, bloodstains on her mind
She laid low a bastard who was anything but kind
And now she dreams of freedom, that she doesn't have to loose
A dirty little picture from the blues

He�s sitting at a hospital, he waiting on some news
About his only daughter whose mother died from booze
From pretty little crayons to the needle and the spoon
Another dirty picture from the blues

Repeat chorus

Six years old and hungry, and a rat runs across the floor
He can hear the knuckles landing through the crack under the door
All these little lessons son, you'll someday come to use
You�re looking at the future of the blues
Repeat chorus