This was written while John was recuperating from hip surgery in January 2001 with a little help from Percodan (D)Why do you always seem to criti(A)cize me Seems like everything I do just turns out(D)wrong Why don’t you come on out and des(G)pise me So I could (A)pack my bag and baby I’d be (D)gone (D)Remember when you used to call me (A)honey I’d turn around and call you honey (D)too You might think it’s a joke, but it ain’t (G)funny To(A)hurt someone who’s so in love with (D)you (Chorus) (D)A clown puts his makeup on (A)upside down So he wears a smile even when he (D)wears a frown You might think I’m here when you (G)put me down But (A)actually I’m on the other (D)side of town. (D)My body’s in this room with you just(A)catchin’ hell While my soul is drinking beer down the (D)road a spell You might think I’m listening to your (G)grocery list But I’m (A)leaning on the jukebox and I’m a(D)bout halfway there (D)I’m sittin’ on a chair just be(A)hind my ear Playing dominoes and drinking some (D)ice cold beer When you get done talking I’ll come (G)back downstairs And as(A)sume the body of the person you pre(D)sume who cares (Repeat Chorus) (D)I’m A(A)cross the river on the other (D)side of town (A)In my mind I’m on the other (D)side of town