[Intro]
Am C G D
[Verse]
Am C
Old, old souls
G D
Don’t know they’re old
Am
Until they’re on the edge
C
Trying to process
G D
The loss of old friends
Am C
Scars, old scars
G D
I keep in jars
Am
Collect them like a badge
C
Won’t forget the past those
G D
Old, old friends
[Pre-Chorus]
F C G
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows
Em F
Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones
C G D
You say “love” I believe it to the bone
[Chorus]
Am C
If I could see how you see me
G D
I could be a little bit happy
Am C
And through your eyes I realize
G D
I could be a little bit happy
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
[Verse]
Am C
Cold, so cold
G D
Even Tippy’s birds went home
Am
But I’m still standing here
C
Counting all my tears
G D
Trying to feel what you felt for years
[Pre-Chorus]
F C G
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows
Em F
Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones
C G D
You say “love” I believe it to the bone
[Chorus]
Am C
If I could see how you see me
G D
I could be a little bit happy
Am C
And through your eyes I realize
G D
I could be a little bit happy
[Outro]
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
[Intro]
Am C G D
[Verse]
Am C
Old, old souls
G D
Don’t know they’re old
Am
Until they’re on the edge
C
Trying to process
G D
The loss of old friends
Am C
Scars, old scars
G D
I keep in jars
Am
Collect them like a badge
C
Won’t forget the past those
G D
Old, old friends
[Pre-Chorus]
F C G
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows
Em F
Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones
C G D
You say “love” I believe it to the bone
[Chorus]
Am C
If I could see how you see me
G D
I could be a little bit happy
Am C
And through your eyes I realize
G D
I could be a little bit happy
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
[Verse]
Am C
Cold, so cold
G D
Even Tippy’s birds went home
Am
But I’m still standing here
C
Counting all my tears
G D
Trying to feel what you felt for years
[Pre-Chorus]
F C G
Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows
Em F
Making fun of my boundaries, sticks and stones
C G D
You say “love” I believe it to the bone
[Chorus]
Am C
If I could see how you see me
G D
I could be a little bit happy
Am C
And through your eyes I realize
G D
I could be a little bit happy
[Outro]
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
Am C
Ah, Ah, Ah
G D
A little bit happy
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