sadeyes

Dont Cry

sadeyes


Tom: F#m

D A E F#m


[Verse 1]
        D
I had a friend reach out and tell me
           A
I've got a lot up on my plate
          E
I told her don't you ever worry
        F#m
You got me when times are grey
          D
She said; "Nathan, I feel ugly
      A
No one understands my pain
      E
And my parents never listen
         F#m
I'd rather die than feel this way."


[Chorus]
     D          A
Don't cry, don't die
E                         F#m
Give it two years, it'll only take time
    D                            A
And you're never ever ugly with a smile that bright
  E                                F#m
No, your parents don't listen but I swear they wanna try
            D                                A
Know you're stressed, and depressed, and your hair is a mess
           E                           F#m
But you're cute when you lose or you're mad at your friends
     D                       A
And I hate when you cry every time that I said
      E                             F#m
Oh, I love when you're here, I don't want this to end


[Verse 2]
      D                         A
Can we not talk school for once, it makes me nauseous
E                         F#m
Everyone in class is either mean or real obnoxious
        D                           A
And I'm sorry that I said it, but I felt so fuckin' lost
             E                           F#m
It's like my life is just a token either spent it or you lost it
        D
Here I'm sittin', eye inside the storm issuing
A
Waiting, being patient for the rain to ruin
                E
Everything I've ever loved or ever touched, Or ever gave a fuck about
F#m
I'm sorry that I hurt you friend, I'm sorry that I let you down


[Bridge]
    D                  A
And I, don't care, I'll always be there
   E                    F#m
No, I won't give up on you
    D                  A
And I, don't care, I'll always be there
   E                    F#m
No, I won't give up on you


[Outro]
        D
I had a friend reach out and tell me
           A
I've got a lot up on my plate
          E
I told her don't you ever worry
        F#m
You got me when times are grey
          D
She said; "Nathan, I feel ugly
      A
No one understands my pain
      E
And my parents never listen
         F#m
I'd rather die than feel this way."

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