Special
Gabbie Hanna
F#
(início)
F# F#(b5) Who the hell am I to think I'm special? D#m I'm not so well F#aug Thanks for asking F# F#(b5) But you probably figured what else is new D#m F#aug I try my best still F# F#(b5) But if I die, wind up in some mess D#m You'll keep my head filled F#aug F# F#(b5) With the notion that I don't deserve this life that I've built
Chorus
D#m I'm not special, special F#aug F# Don't know why I thought I could be someone I'm no one F#(b5) To anyone who knows me D#m I'm a burden, I'm certain F#aug F# F#(b5) The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the ones I love
Verse 2
D#m F#aug
I wanna be special
F# F#(b5)
But I don't know if it's worth all of this stress
D#m
You don't know my struggle
F#aug
'Cause I don't tell it
F# F#(b5)
If I did, I really don't think you'd be bothered to hear it, anyway
D#m
If I sang a song
F#aug
Would you listen?
F# F#(b5)
Or would you tell me that I'm terrible?
D#m
If I played along
F#aug
To ease the friction
F# F#(b5)
Would you still tell me that I'm terrible?Chorus
D#m Oh, I'm not special, special F#aug F# Don't know why I thought I could be someone I'm no one F#(b5) To anyone who knows me D#m I'm a burden, I'm certain F#aug F# F#(b5) The only thing I'm good for is hurtin' the ones I love
Bridge
D#m But the ones I love F#aug They really love me F# The ones I love F#(b5) They truly know me D#m You drag my name F#aug It's kinda funny F# 'Cause my name F#(b5) Makes you lots of money
Chorus
D#m I guess I'm special, special F#aug F# Who the hell are you to say I'm not special? Oh well F#(b5) D#m Got everybody talking in this hell hole I'm the devil F#aug F# Dante wrote me into his inferno Here we go F#(b5) Again
Post-Chorus
D#m Is this what you came for? You paid for? F#aug F# To watch somebody burn and crumble And stumble F#(b5) D#m Then fumble all my words and let you twist them And listen F#aug F# To all the ugly things you tell me I am I'm tryin' F#(b5) So hard to understand how I'm the D#m Master, manipulator F#aug Who couldn't fool anyone F# The monster, reciprocator F#(b5) Shot no bullets from my gun D#m The drama queen Who never seems F#aug To get applause from anyone F# F#(b5) I won't be who you say I am
Outro
D#m If I sang a song F#aug Would you listen? F# F#(b5) Or would you tell me that I'm terrible? D#m I won't play along F#aug This game is twisted F# And I think that would make me terrible F#(b5) That would make me
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