[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
              Old, old souls
Don't know they're old
Until they're on the edge
Trying to process the loss of old friends

Scars, old scars I keep in jars
Collect them like a badge
Won't forget the past
Those old, old friends

Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows
Making fun of my boundaries, sticks, and stones
You say "Love", I believe it to the bone

If I could see how you see me
I could be a little bit happy
And through your eyes I realize
I could be a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy

Cold, so cold
Even tippy's birds went home
But I'm still standing here counting all my tears
Trying to feel what you felt for years

Turns out all of my highs are making love to my lows
Making fun of my boundaries, sticks, and stones
You say "Love", I believe it to the bone

If I could see how you see me
I could be a little bit happy
And through your eyes I realize
I could be a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy

Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah, a little bit happy
Ah, ah, ah              
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